Inner Woven

05/27/2026

I sat down to write to you all about this upcoming offering.

Per usual, I started to become a little dizzy with what to say, the right thing to say, etc.

So, I stared out the window, my eyes receiving the colors, shapes, movement, beingness of trees, clouds, birdsong, a mountain range.

An anchor back to the here and now, the okayness of the moment, the presence of my heart.

And what I realized is that there is much relief for me in noticing these beings because they bring me closer to something real, something wildly alive, something agendaless, something inherently enough.

In essence, that is what we cultivate in story weaving workshops.

Coming home; moving toward what is real; deepening in our heart; attuning to ancient rhythms.

This upcoming Solstice Story Weaving marks one year since we decided to bring this to the community and it’s been a joy to sit at the turning of the seasons together and ground, explore, feel, express, and integrate as a truly holistic, interconnected way of living and becoming.

This will be our last Story Weaving at a donation-based rate as they have evolved into deeply meaningful, intentional containers that we put a lot of time, planning, and energy into. Also, stay tuned for virtual options to engage in storyweaving with us from the comfort of your home 😁.

Consider this a gentle nudge to join me and my favorite co-facilitator/fern friend House of Fig on 6/21 for Solstice Story Weaving to celebrate the peak illumination of the Sun and its soul enlivening qualities through mindfulness, imagination, connection, journaling, nature, and creativity.

For more info. + registration:
https://momence.com/Ashlyn-Miller/Summer-Solstice-Story-Weaving/136306865?skipPreview=true

05/22/2026

Post grad drip, slowness, savor, celebration.

The narrative, the shape, the habit, the threat response to need to produce, figure it out, achieve, “get it right” has been loud at times since the grad school chapter closed.

But beneath that noise is a deep yearning for curiosity to lead my days, for soul to explore, for my heart to delight in what feels resonant and meaningful; for a slowness and rhythm I had to override one to many times due to the external pressure of grad school and the system it is situated within.

And I am finding, the more I give myself permission to do this, the more the next step reveals itself organically.

It’s been interesting to notice how one book will lead to another, will lead to inspiration and affirmation, to deeper understanding and momentum.

It’s not always an easy and comfortable process; there’s a grappling with the narratives that are outdated and caring for the discomfort instead of berating it.

But then capacity widens and there’s more room for joy, sweetness, connection, trust. Spending a little more time there these days 🦋 and remembering that is it safe enough to slow down, that it is safe enough to go at the pace of trust✨.

Happy to be here, happy you’re here

04/27/2026

recent finds 💝

as the end of a chapter approaches I feel all the feels- excitement, fear, anxiety. it’s hard not to be consumed under the heavy cloak of “im bad, i dont know how to do anything” as I come face to face with uncharted territory. but, right now I feel immense hope, strength, and trust due to these little pockets of goodness and the deeply impactful work of somatic experiencing (se) that creates a different way- one that is lighter, rooted, interdependent, and more true to my heart.

stay tuned, se sessions to come ✨

03/31/2026

Spring reflections 🌱🌕💜

The planting of seeds so small yet full of potential reminds me of the care and gentleness new life demands.

They grow at my windowsill facing due south with daily water spritzes and admiration, reminding me to offer myself the same care, moments of pause, and kindness.

Care looks like not being harsh and critical toward myself and what’s growing within me, trusting the nudges of my body to rest, go into the woods, and allow things to take time.

The lingering cold mirrors the resistance thats been coming in waves as I consider future endeavors and offerings; invitations to focus on the next one thing and not get swept up in the overwhelm of all that needs to be done and all that can go wrong; cues to be an apprentice of resistance and soften to its needs.

As the first full moon post the vernal equinox arrives (4/1/26), I am intrigued by the astrological significance and cosmic symbolism of the northward movement of the Sun up the axis of the Earth and the axis of my spine and its radiant, illuminating qualities imbuing the soul, matter, elemental intelligence of life and what might be revealed or accessible if I slow down to listen and feel.

[5 weeks til graduation 😮‍💨✨🌼]

03/11/2026

A wholesome gathering for tending the seeds that are taking root alongside Spring and identifying what will support the mind body heart during this season . Our time together will include a mindfulness and grounding practice, an intentional writing prompt and time for writing, collaboration, and a seasonal craft for integration.

What to expect: think sitting around a fire telling stories, connecting to the rhythms of nature, and feeling a sense inner and outer belonging✨

No experience required and you don’t have to be a writer 🙂

*Donation base*

In partnership with Refhygge 💜

Info. & registration:
https://momence.com/Ashlyn-Miller/Spring-Equinox-Story-Weaving/131412371

03/10/2026

An evening to gather outside under the full moon and connect with inner and outer landscapes [free event hosted by the library] 💜🌕💜

Join us on April 1st 8-10pm for an evening at the Macon County Public Library where we will be guided slowly by sensory invitations to explore the meandering trails just behind the library. During this 2-hour experience, there will be a mix of leisurely strolling, observation, and reflection both individually and as a group. The finale of the evening will be a hilltop pink moonrise (also known as flower moon, sprouting grass moon, budding moon) viewing.

Please bring: weather appropriate clothes and shoes, water, snacks, something to sit on such as a yoga mat or blanket, flashlight or headlamp preferably with a red light setting, and anything else to make our time outside more comfortable. Portable expressive elements of choice like journals, paints, sketchbooks are also highly encouraged.

Your Guides + Facilitators: Ashlyn Miller is a facilitator, educator, and therapist intern working at the confluence of mental health, holistic living, and spirituality to foster experiences of belonging, becoming, and being so that we may find ourselves rooted in the river of life. Madison Traviss of House of Fig is a local ANFT certified forest bathing guide who stewards resilient spaces of curiosity to increase collective confidence, connection, and collaboration.

Please call 828-524-3600 or visit the library reference desk to register.

🌕📸: Huston Traviss

03/09/2026

a moment for interrupting the anxiety spiral 🌀

pausing to notice what is okay, nice, neutral and to let it touch the inner landscape 😮‍💨 and create new pathways of existing; little baby sips of goodness💧

thank you tea, moss, moon, sky, picnic, peepers, birds, golden milk, words, and plant portals for the coming home 💫

please do share in the comments recent reminders of connection, goodness, and belonging so we can deepen in our capacity and aliveness together and turn toward what is present with care, curiosity, and choice 🌼

grateful for the experiences and teachings from my somatic experiencing training and looking forward to sharing more in the near future 🦋

02/24/2026

As the daffodils unfold and spring lurks around the corner, “becoming” feels pronounced.

But becoming is always underway- in moments of rest and activity, silence and noise, boredom and inspiration, uncertainty and clarity, calm and chaos, and everything in between.

It is an ongoing story; threshold leading to new thresholds, edges ever pulsing and widening, chapters of continuity unfolding.

To consciously participate in such a journey isn’t always easy- it’s scary, confusing, heavy, despairing, and uncomfortable at times. But to not participate is to thwart our innate wisdom, to abandon what we know to be true in our core, to forgo our inherent genuine desires, and to forget our place in the wider web of things leading dis-ease from the micro to the macro.

To accept our becoming is to turn toward what is present with curiosity and compassion; it is surrendered participation as both reclamation and resistance because it excavates body as a doorway, nature as kin, slowness as life giving, belonging as glue, the sacred in daily living and rejects the messaging that more is better, othering is safer, masking is a baseline for acceptance, and that we’re fundamentally flawed and not enough.

That is my long form way of inviting you into surrendered participation with becoming through the intelligence of the natural world, your body, presence, your belonging, and the sacred as a part of our Spring Equinox Story Weaving 🌼🌼🌼.

Link in bio for community events✨

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In collaboration with my dear friend over at ✨

02/17/2026

Blessed Imbolc and year of the Fire Horse..been feelin into some ancient ley lines regarding fire as year of the fire horse emerges (more below and more to come in February’s newsletter for those of you subscribed to such fanciful things 🙃 link in bio).

Excerpt~

I am finding myself drawn to notice the rousings of my heart for this next cosmic, earthy, benevolent cycle. I think it’s part of the season of “in the belly”- allowing oneself to be touched and gestated by the rhythms, currents, and musings; the amniotic sac.

Amid the varied themes that are emerging, there is a common thread that connects them all- fire (hello year of the fire horse).

And some ancient ley lines that feel like guide posts for 2026 have appeared regarding the medicine of fire-

Tapas; Hestia & Hearth

Tapas🔥
In the grounded practice and philosophy of Yoga, there is the teaching of tapas, oftentimes translated to mean something along the lines of discipline. Tapas is also considered to be a flame- the flame of tapas that refines, transforms, burns away.

Discipline as a practice doesn’t automatically sound enticing and can be quite harmful when practiced in a rigid, abusive, harsh way.

I recently heard someone etymologically break down the word discipline to disciple and that reframe sparked something for me-

To genuinely engage in the practice of discipline as a transformative, therapeutic, soul evolving agent is to be a disciple.

What are you a disciple of [deep down in your marrow, core, heart; when no one is looking; when you feel safe enough]?

Hestia & Hearth🔥
I didn’t know much about the Goddess Hestia until recently. But her core tenets struck a chord within me-

The necessity of maintenance, tending, attentiveness.

Hestia is the hearth that demands our attention in the name of continuity. For though the hearth is steadfast, it is not without condition- it requires our participation.

Hestia invites us to tend the hearth; to tend the of cave of the heart or Hridaya in Sanskrit that houses the unwavering flame of the sacred that lives inside all aspects of creation…




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02/02/2026

🌕 Moonrise on & Sunrise on snow ☀️

“Because there is beauty & magic in the world there is belonging”- this insight came to me at my most recent somatic experiencing training after going through a round of practice sessions and taking the time to sit with the image of sunlight on water. The same words arose watching the snow interact with the landscape, the moon, the sun, my senses. Those words- “because there is beauty & magic in the world there is belonging” are not just words but a shape I can inhabit that brings me much hope and strength.

I wonder what those words and accompanying shape are for you…how would you finish the sentence and what shape-feelings, sensations, breath, posture, gesture, image(s) might it provoke in you?

Because there is/are _________ in the world, there is belonging ✨