Eight ways of working, one practice. I draw on whichever the hour asks for. I will also tell you when the answer is none of them.
A belief you never chose still runs your day. It arrived early, from someone else’s life. It worked once. It stayed. The part of you that got sent away kept the instruction, and shadow work is the name for turning back toward it. We find the belief carrying the weight. We take it out at the root. We put something true in its place.
The groove it leaves has an older name, called samskara in Sanskrit, written संस्कार.
A fear with no beginning feels like a fact about you. We look for the beginning. What surfaces may be a life you lived. It may be a story your mind built to carry the same weight. Either way you stop holding it as your nature. You start holding it as an event. Events can be set down.
A life before this one has an older name, called purva janma in Sanskrit, written पूर्वजन्म.
You have been here before, on a drive home you cannot remember making. Hypnosis is that state, entered on purpose. Your talking mind holds the floor all day. It rarely yields. We ask it to sit down. What speaks next is also you. It has waited a long time for a turn.
That state has an older name, called yoga nidra in Sanskrit, written योगनिद्रा. The sleep stays awake.
Your body decided something years ago. It never revisited the decision. A held shoulder is an old opinion, kept out of habit. A braced body stands down once it has been asked properly. That asking is the work.
The breath that moves in the body has an older name, called prana in Sanskrit, written प्राण.
Some of the weight you carry started somewhere else. You can feel the difference. A heaviness arrives that belongs to no part of your day. This work gives what is stuck a way home. You get your own field back. Nothing here is fought.
The body as a field has an older name, called kshetra in Sanskrit, written क्षेत्र.
People arrive wanting the future. The record holds the past. The past is the more useful of the two. What you keep repeating is the closest thing to a forecast anyone can honestly hand you.
The record has an older name, called akasha in Sanskrit, written आकाश.
Most people give up on meditation. They were told to empty the mind. The mind will not empty. A mantra hands it something to hold instead. A sound is the one thing the mind cannot argue with. I choose your syllables.
The sound has an older name, called mantra in Sanskrit, written मन्त्र.
Everybody in your life has a stake in your answer. Even the friend who loves you is arguing for the version of you she already knows. I hold no stake. That is most of what I offer. It is rarer than it sounds.
The one who holds no stake has an older name, called sakshi in Sanskrit, written साक्षी.
None of these stands alone. Each session draws on whichever of the eight is asking to be met that hour.