Sarah Brassard

Spring always surprises me.

Every year, I dream of easing into the change of season gradually — a slow thaw, a gentle unfurling. And every year, before I know it, the calendar is full.

This year, our son is getting married. The whole month has become one long, joyful preparation for their wedding day. Everything about it fills my heart.

And yet — it moves fast.

I only love a big, full life when I feel grounded and centered inside of it. When I'm present enough to actually taste the moments instead of watching them blur past.
So I want to share the practice that keeps bringing me home.

It's called the ACT tool. Three small steps. Three breaths' worth of practice.

A — Acknowledge the thought. When the swirl picks up, I say to myself: I'm having the thought that there's too much to do. That little phrase creates a small, sacred distance. I am not the thought. I am the one noticing it.

C — Check what it's pulling me away from. What do I actually value right now? Who do I want to be in this moment? I let my value — not my racing mind — set the direction.

T — Take one small aligned step. Not the whole transformation. Just the next true thing. A breath. A pause at the window. Setting down the list and looking at the person in front of me.

That's it. And I'm back.

The season will keep rushing. We don't have to rush with it. 🌿

Click here to read the full blog: https://sarahbrassard.com/always-home-a-practice-for-when-life-moves-fast/

“Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.” – Anne Lamott

A gentle reminder to pause.
To breathe.
To step away, even for a moment, and let yourself return. 🌿

✨ Where can you give yourself a few minutes to unplug today?

I forgot what this felt like.

For years, my energy would quietly leave me around one o'clock in the afternoon. There were days I couldn't safely drive home — I'd sit in my car scanning for somewhere to pull over and rest.

And lately? I reach the end of the day and there's still something left. Real, steady, end-of-the-day energy.

It didn't come from doing more. It came from the bravest thing I've ever done: lying down. On purpose. Every single day.

Burnout doesn't arrive all at once — it builds in the small moments we override what we know to be true. And recovery is slow, humbling, and deeply nonlinear. But the body knows how to return to itself when we finally permit it.

If you're bone-tired right now and wondering if it will ever lift — this is not the whole story. There's more waiting for you on the other side.

Read the full letter here 💌 https://sarahbrassard.com/i-forgot-what-this-felt-like/

With love, from my corner by the sea 🌊

S ❥

I Forgot What This Felt Like There are moments in life that stop you mid-step. Not the dramatic ones — the quiet ones. The ordinary Tuesday afternoon when you realize you are still

Nine days in Bali. April 22–30, 2027.

A small, intimate group of wonderful humans ready to come home to themselves in one of the most beautiful places on earth.

Rice terraces, sacred temples, nourishing food... and the kind of rest that doesn't just restore you — it reminds you who you are.

We only have a few spots left, and I mean it when I say this one is going to be something special.

If something in you is whispering yes — I'd love to hear from you. Drop BALI in the comments and I'll send you the link.

It would be wonderful to have you there.

Something I've been quietly pouring myself into lately — I've been showing up over on YouTube, and I'd love for you to find me there.

Yoga Nidra for sleep. For self-love. For anxiety. For the moments when you just need someone to help you lie down and breathe.

It's all there, friend. Free. Waiting for you.

If you've been looking for a place to rest — this is it. Come find me.

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Friends forever-
there's something about life long friends and those you bring along in that wave of connection.
A couple of years ago we decided to an annual meet up, first on the Cape last year (on a stormy weekend) and then this year on the Vineyard) in yet another Blustery New England storm.

Theres'a things I do for myself that fill, heal,and lighten and lift me in the happiest of ways- this is one of them.
Thanks for the best laughs, the soul bearing truths and your ever gracious generosity.
L OVE. LOVE. LOVE. ❤️

Friends, I've been spending alot of time building my Youtube channel to be a place of rest and joy for all.

If you want a soft place to come back to when life feels like too much, I think you'll find it there.

Come join me. 🤍🌿

👉 youtube.com/

Someone asked me recently, a little hesitantly, what the difference is between working with a coach and working with a therapist.

I love that question.

Martha Beck, whose work shaped so much of my own, once said therapy is to coaching what a physician is to a personal trainer. When something has wounded us and the wound is still open — we go to the one trained to help us heal. That work belongs in the hands of a therapist.

Coaching lives somewhere else.

It tends to face forward. It meets you not in the breaking, but in the building. Less why did this happen — and more what wants to happen next.

What I've staked my whole practice on is this: you already know. You already carry the wisdom inside you. We've just grown too tired, too noisy, too far from shore to hear it.
So the work is quieter than it sounds. We make space. We let the water settle. And in that stillness, your own knowing rises to meet you.

If something in you is ready for that — I have six private coaching spots open right now. Four months, just the two of us, built around my Brave Rest methodology.

👉 sarahbrassard.com/private-coaching

I would be so honored to walk beside you.

With love from my corner by the sea,
Sarah

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Sometimes life doesn't wait for you to be horizontal to rest.

This past week was one of those weeks. Full days, full hands, full heart — helping our son prepare his backyard for his wedding, spreading bark mulch across the gardens, flying to Florida to check in on my Mom. I said yes to all of it. And I knew going in that the kind of rest I usually rely on wasn't going to be possible.

So I leaned on other things.

The small things. The quiet things. The things that kept me tethered to myself even when the week refused to slow down.

Because even on the fullest days, you can still come home to yourself — in small, ordinary ways.

I wrote about five of those things over on the blog last week. I think you'll want to tuck them away for the next time life gets beautifully, unavoidably full.

Link in bio, friend. 🤍

P.S. If this resonates and you're craving more of this kind of gentle, rooted support — my private coaching spots are open and I'd love to chat more with you in my DM's.

What if the most healing thing you could do today wasn't one more thing on your list — but the quiet, brave act of lying down and letting yourself actually rest?

Not the kind of rest where you're half-scrolling, half-worrying. Not the kind where you wake up just as tired as when you closed your eyes.

Real rest. The kind that reaches your nervous system. The kind that reminds your body it's safe to soften.

That's what Brave Rest is. A gentle 40-day journey — guided yoga nidra practices, weekly lessons, and the kind of tender support that doesn't rush you or pressure you — just holds you while something quietly shifts.

Women who've walked through it describe sleeping deeply for the first time in years. Feeling the fog lift. Finding a calm that feels less like something they chased and more like something they finally came home to.

Your healing isn't missing, friend. It's resting. Waiting for you to get quiet enough to find it.

Brave Rest is just $97 and it's yours to return to whenever you need it — for life. 🌿
https://sarahbrassard.com/brave-rest/