
Stephanie loves reading, writing, dancing, spending time in the wilderness, admiring the moon and trees and flowers, and connecting deeply with her loved ones and her beloved senior cat, Morris (who is the cutest cat in the world). She practices embodying the strength of vulnerability and the power of softness, and believes that as we each commit to loving ourselves, we reclaim our inner and collective wisdom and move closer to a safer and more inclusive world for all. As a sensitive soul finding her way towards empowered self-expression, and a Chinese American (cis)woman healing from ancestral and developmental trauma, she is intimately familiar with the pain of feeling unsafe in this world, and deeply passionate about creating spaces that allow each person to show up exactly as they are and feel how much they belong. She offers circles and one-on-one work, drawing upon 7+ years of devoted learning in the realms of coaching, somatic counseling, trauma resolution, and soulful leadership, as well as her own ever-deepening healing journey. Stephanie is a heart-centered facilitator and guide committed to the work of embodied healing and transformation. But we learned to wear the name with pride.Stephanie Kang – Telecircles & Arcadia / Los Angeles, CA Weyward, they called us, when we would not submit, would not bend to their will. It was men who marked us so, in the time when language was but a shoot curling from the earth.

We did not need stonemasons to carve our names into rock as proof we had existed.Īll we needed was to be returned to the wild.

Instead, the Weyward bones rested in the woods, in the fells, where our flesh fed plants and flowers, where trees wrapped their roots around our skeletons. They experience and feel intensely and have a hyper sensitive brain. Sensitive people often get the bad rap in real life. Sometimes I think, I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel. Our ancestors-the women who walked these paths before us, before there were words for who they were-did not lie in the barren soil of the churchyard, encased in rotting wood. Every deep thinker with a sensitive soul will definitely understand these signs. Why the crows-the ones who carry the sign-watch over us and do our bidding, why their touch brings our abilities into sharpest relief.

That is why roots and leaves yield so easily under our fingers, to form tonics that bring comfort and healing. The animals, the birds, the plants-they let us in, recognizing us as one of their own. We can feel it, she said, the same way we feel rage, sorrow, or joy. There was something about us-the Weyward women-that bonded us more tightly with the natural world.
