Jessica Sandhu Wellness

Dancing my way through whatever this is right now. 💃🏽✨

Allowing myself to find joy, quiet time and new experiences even in feeling and seeing the heartache of living. Being with the flow of life. Adapting.

Keeping my body strong for what is continuing to unfold. Holding space for healing and growth especially when our hearts are being ripped open. Loving is my anchor.

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I went to Cuba in 2003 and 2005 to help build playgrounds in a couple of neighborhoods in Havana.

I fell in love with everything about Cuba including the music, art, natural beauty…🇨🇺 ❤️ But the people of Cuba won my heart.

Their resilience, joy for living and life, love of learning, and care for others. I learned so much about giving when you don’t have much. About a culture so rich, diverse, and beautiful. How much they were suffering. The ugliness of what we had done to them. My eyes were opening. People were desperate. It was hard at times because of my own experience with food insecurity. But this was throughout the country. You could feel it everywhere. This was and is different.

Cubans shared everything with us. Everything. ❤️

I never really shared about this (the building playgrounds part) after I did those trips because it felt a little colonizer-y in retrospect. Coming in as seemingly “saviors” trying to help an area that OUR country has and is helping to destroy. Do I always held it in my heart.

I want to make it back to see the shifts and transitions - and how much it’s changed.

And I will.

We cannot let Cuba and the people of Cuba to suffer at all, but any further than they are currently suffering.

We cannot stand for this at all.

You really shouldn’t have to know people or to have been to their country to stand with them. But I stand really heavily with Palestine because I had Palestinians in my life teach me. And I’ve been to Cuba and I’ve seen what’s going on there so I stand with the people of Cuba.

I took this picture in my car the other day and shared it in my stories. It was a cold day but the lighting was good. And I really enjoyed seeing all my lines on my face. Every part of my face had my history. The tears. The laughter. Things I’d seen and literally faced. All of the hardships. All of the joys. The memories. This face has experienced all of the emotions of my 49 year old life.

I hated this face for many years. I wished it looked different. I wished it were a different tone. I wished I could do more with it. My own critical eyes so hurtful. So cruel.

I also loved this face from time to time. Mostly when it made others look at me in an admirable way. I loved my face when I brought me the things that I thought I wanted.

But it was in those times that I felt the most at odds with my face. Because it was still never enough. I was never enough.

Through the last few years, in my own changing body and in my healing, I’ve been reflecting on what a privilege it is to age. That these lines have so many stories. That pain. That suffering. Those laughs. That joy. The smiles. The tears. They are all a collection that living reflected on my face. I’m appreciating how magical it is to age. To love all of the lines. Every single one of them.

Continuing to love me and my face and my body in a culture that is youth obsessed. Owning what is right here. And I hope that I can continue to stay grounded in these flesh and bones just as I am.

Each slide takes you closer in! 😍💕

I refuse to lose hope. I continue to connect with the folks doing their healing and fighting the fight with authenticity and love. I reclaim my energy in this process. ❤️

I’m grateful for the chance to go to Portugal and the Netherlands. I did a training in the Netherlands and it gave me a chance to connect with other people doing similar healing and grounding work as me. And to see and hug my friends Claudia and Merrie.💕

There was so much stress leading up to this trip. Could I afford it? Is this the right time in the world to travel? Some imposter syndrome that usually pops up when I stretch myself. I’m feeling just horrified by what’s happening in the US and around the world. I had my first ever panic attack on my second day in Portugal. Surprising? No.

But I refuse to dwell in fear. No time for that. I’m spending time taking care of myself and my energy with what I consume: physically, emotionally, mentally and everything else.

We must prepare our bodies for whatever is to come. Please take care loves. ❤️✨

Galloping in the woods like wild horses. 🐎 ✨

Retreating into the forests of the Netherlands. Starts with the armor of our histories…

Then we slither like snakes on the floor, gallop like wild horses in the woods, midnight bathing of the northern lights, sitting in circles, cradling each others histories, tears melting the ice of our hearts, witnessing release after release, nourishing conversations, breathing in unison, arms and legs flying in all directions, silliness, triggered pain, dancing, hugs, hand holding, laughter, silence, just sitting with, singing, humming, howling, nourishing sustenance of life with food and conversation. Medicine in all its forms as we dissolve into our truer forms. Hearts open. Knowing. Healing. Connecting to Mother Earth. Our life force for what’s next.

For now we sit, side-by-side, helping each other home. Simply here. More present. More loving. Surrendering our armor.

Grateful.🌱✨

Am I living in Europe now? ✨

I feel like I’m in a portal. Moving amongst and through the chaos and heartbreak of the world.

Landing in Amsterdam into a womb of care with my friend Claudia. ❤️ Her caring and generous spirit held me while I untethered from America (as much as one can anywhere in the world).

So good to just be. Resting and recharging with nourishing conversation, food and sleep. Grateful for the time to disconnect a little bit. No need to rush anywhere or see anything.

Want to continue this…

Airport selfie. 😍

Pretty overwhelmed with the state of everything here and in the world.

Heading out to see friends and for part of a training. Touching ground on another continent feels necessary yet odd.

New vision board, more hugs, some wine, solitude, cinema (go see 💔 & ) and slowing down. Preparing for what’s to come and also finding pockets of joy.

Here’s to healing. Channeling our righteous anger. ✨

End of year annual DC mall walk. Came down early after my workshop since it was so cold as didn’t want to do a long walk tonight. 🥶

Walking these streets, since December 13th, 1999 during the Clinton years, and seeing many memories re-enacted through my mind during. With different people through the years and many who have long left DC. I became an adult here.

Do you realize I was so proud of living here that my first 10-12 years I’d either drive around the monuments or take super long walks or runs and just be so happy I was here? Like a few times a month! It feels weird that that is a feeling I remember but don’t feel any more. Today I felt sadness about DC. I know that things will change and shift. Hopeful for something better.

I’m definitely still an optimist but cautiously so. Happy new year! Here’s to 2026! 💫💃🏽✨

In my element. 💜🩷

Gently stepping into grounded inner knowing. Grateful for the people and experiences that make this unfolding so special.

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What a special few weeks. I feel so honored to have many sweet people in my life. ❤️

I’ve been trying hard to balance being out in the world, being seen online and having private time to think and explore the many worlds within. I used to say yes to everything, because I love experiences and people, but also (for many years!!!!) to try to people please. I used to have a deep distaste for letting people down. But now I’m needing to in order to stay connected to my own needs. To also have time explore and enhance some of the relationships I currently have and to also make space for new ones to come in. But currently trying to make my way in this new world we’re stepping into.

I guess I’m trying to be more intentional with my energy. Is that an age thing? Likely so. But I’m enjoying allowing myself to take the time I need for the things that call to my heart. I want more of that please! And this weekend it was in abundance, as well as the previous weeks before. 💜

I saw on Friday. I’m a very new fan but I might be FANATICAL! now after being in her presence. A truly authentic and humble person. She’s an amazing example for all of us.

I also saw the film, Palestine 36 at last night. An important film that must be seen.

Films, music, reading, coffee, rest, Pilates, yoga and hugs. More please. Thank you.

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”― Zora Neale Hurston

New Years Eve Workshop 💫

End 2025 and start 2026 with intention, renewal, and deep self-care in community with me (Jessica Sandhu).

This offering blends yoga, somatic movement, and mindful healing practices to release the past year and set a nurturing foundation for the year ahead.

Nourishing, grounding and healing you from the inside to out.

There will be extra twisting, back-bending and forward folds with a yoga nidra rest included.

All levels are welcome

OFFERING

*Guided intention-setting
*Yoga flow to awaken and ground the body
*Somatic movement exercises to release tension and cultivate awareness
*Breathwork and mindful relaxation for deep healing *Journaling prompts for self-reflection and growth *Closing circle and optional sharing

WHAT TO BRING:

*yourself😎
*Something for the altar - a reminder, a keepsake, a pic of you or a loved one or anything you want to offer for the altar (you will take it with you when you leave) *Comfortable clothing to move in and to rest *Journal (paper and pen will be provided) *Socks

~~We have mats, props, tea and water.

Start your year with compassion, presence, and embodied healing within your community.

Location: Lūneh Yoga
2000 S Street NW Suite 100
Date: Wednesday December 31
Time: 1-3pm
Cost: $50 (let us know of any limitations at [email protected] )

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