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Inspiration & Wellness for Your Inner Hearth

HEART

Our Ability to Rise Up, Go Deeper, Expand Wider, Live Larger,

Starts by Connecting With Our Inner Voice.

HEART

Making the Most of Unexpected New Beginnings

May 15, 2019

Making the Most of Unexpected New Beginnings

May 15, 2019

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May 15, 2019

Everything You Need to Know About Overcoming a Setback

Feb 7, 2018

Everything You Need to Know About Overcoming a Setback

Feb 7, 2018

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Feb 7, 2018

3 Benefits of Meditation For Your Brain

Oct 24, 2017

3 Benefits of Meditation For Your Brain

Oct 24, 2017

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Oct 24, 2017

Rebalancing Personal Power for the Soul

Sep 26, 2017

Rebalancing Personal Power for the Soul

Sep 26, 2017

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Sep 26, 2017

Sep 13, 2017

The Lack Trap

Sep 13, 2017

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Sep 13, 2017

3 Steps towards Mindfulness (No Meditation Required)

Sep 5, 2017

3 Steps towards Mindfulness (No Meditation Required)

Sep 5, 2017

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Sep 5, 2017

Is Your Past Holding You Back?

Aug 29, 2017

Is Your Past Holding You Back?

Aug 29, 2017

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Aug 29, 2017

Home

Your Inner Temple Meets Sacred Space.

This is yoga for the home.

HOME

Energy Efficiency Demystified: What You Want to Know.

Apr 18, 2019

Energy Efficiency Demystified: What You Want to Know.

Apr 18, 2019

Apr 18, 2019

Closing the Loop: The Ultimate Guide to Purging Sustainably

Mar 27, 2019

Closing the Loop: The Ultimate Guide to Purging Sustainably

Mar 27, 2019

Mar 27, 2019

7 Things to Know About Clutter

Oct 4, 2017

7 Things to Know About Clutter

Oct 4, 2017

Oct 4, 2017

PLANET

Aligning Heart, Home - and Planet, Together.

PLANET

UC Davis Arboretum and Public Garden

May 19, 2019

UC Davis Arboretum and Public Garden

May 19, 2019

May 19, 2019

Road Trip: California to New Mexico

Mar 27, 2019

Road Trip: California to New Mexico

Mar 27, 2019

Mar 27, 2019

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“Sometimes the hardest part isn’t letting go but rather learning to start over.” - Nicole Sobn | So, today we ask, why not start again? . .
#bebrave #wellandgood #mindbodygreen #wellnesswarrior #hearthomeplanet #findyourtribe #goodvibes #dowhatfeelsgood #yogaeverywhere

After taking a year off of social media and temporarily stepping away from HCH, I’m excited to share that Heart Centered Home has been re-imagined as an online space where I can explore and express my passions for heart, home and planet - hopefully for the greater good and towards the bigger conversations. You are officially invited to join me on this journey - ya’all! (Yes, I just said that- and I’m from California).

// SABBATICAL // I’ll be the first to admit that sometimes I get “Instagram-itis” craving time and space away from the busyness of the online world. This happened in particular after returning from New Mexico. I’ve also realized that right now I’m just craving a little privacy to truly integrate some significant life changes and I rather give myself that space vs. trying to push ahead. So, instead of the inconsistent posts and terrible stops and starts (which is what I have been consistent at lately), I’m just going to take a little sabbatical from posting content for HCH to truly process and integrate where I’m going next. I will still be online here and there, so if you’d like to keep in touch with me feel free to DM me, follow my personal account @noemiccastro or
just email me at noemi@heartcenteredhome.com — 🍯 🐝 🌳 Looking forward to the next iteration and all the shifts and insights along the way!
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📷 // @inherimagephoto

| HOMESICK | adjective. / experiencing a longing for one's home during a period of absence from it. /

What does it mean to miss home? What is home? Perhaps a place, and/ or a person or group of people... Perhaps it is simply a feeling of intimacy and belonging... We made it back to Las Vegas after a whirlwind drive through California, Nevada, Arizona, Utah, and the northern back country roads of New Mexico. Through Navajo lands and then Jicarilla Apache lands. I am the fourth generation away from my full-blood Chiricahua Apache ancestors, but I was asked (half jokingly) in Apache lands if it felt like coming home... the truth was I was my missing California home. Besides the laughter and building collection of inside jokes, the truth was I was missing more then just my home state.
Home has been an changing and evolving concept for me as of late. From concrete to abstract. After 6 days on the road and an 11 hour journey from Santa Fe to Las Vegas, the sense of belonging nowhere and everywhere at the same time starts to percolate. We return to California today, I am sure with new found appreciation. A piece of home. 🌿

Sometimes it just takes a change in perspective.
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I was thinking as we drove along the miles, the dust storms, the scattered trailers and air streams, how often I would fly when I traveled and just drop in to a new place. I would arrive, and feel the air and land was different without fully grasping its relationship to where I left. Perhaps it’s a grand concept, but the gift of driving across four different states and one indigenous reservation, is seeing first hand how disparate and diverse places fit together like pieces of a geographical, historical and cultural puzzle... diverse but unified. One continuous planet. One human family. Different points of view, woven like a basket or tapestry. .
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The gift of travel is the shift in perspective it provides, if not only in our own lives... with it comes release, with it comes expansion, with it comes ah-ha moments however small. And hopefully, with it comes a whole lot of laughter and silliness along the way.

I have been a California resident all my life. Migrating from North to South and back again; from rural to urban and back again; really, as many times as my restless and curious heart would allow. But I’ve never seen her face like this before. Both her beauty and her shadowed past. .
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Up through Reno, down towards Mono we traveled along her back side heading for where she spills into the in-between space of Death Valley. Simply a passage way through to New Mexico. Before our first and final rest for the night we paused at Manzanar. Stones outlined where the Japanese internment barracks stood. I stood where thousands of people tried to make a painful interim life meaningful. I thought of the fear, fanaticism and inhumanity that ensued and it’s parallel today. I wondered if in 20 or 30 years a museum will stand where migrant and refugee children sit, separated from their parents today.
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We leave at dawn.