About Me
Natasha Campisi
Natasha Campisi
Welcome to my corner of the world. I'm Natasha a woman who walked through fire, not to become someone new, but to reclaim what I once betrayed to belong.
My path has never been straight. It's been forged in fire - raw, real, and full of moments that cracked me open and revealed the medicine inside.
For years, I lived in survival. I knew how to be strong. How to carry others. How to hustle. But beneath the surface, I was betraying myself ignoring my body's signals, silencing my truth, and shrinking to stay safe. My nervous system was wired for danger, not devotion.
That pattern nearly cost me everything: my health, my voice, my power.
I didn't arrive here by avoiding the shadows, I walked through them. I chose to break the cycle. Not to prove anything, but to reclaim the parts of me I once betrayed just to belong.
Over the years, I've returned to myself through sacred traditions, womb-rooted rituals, and feminine initiations from golden Egyptian rites to deep embodiment practices and archetypal storytelling.
But these weren't teachings. They were lifelines. They brought me back to my body, my voice, and truth.
I don't stand above the women I walk with. I meet them inside the same remembering.
If you feel the call, you're not alone. You've simply reached the part of your story where it's time to remember who you are.
"I broke survival with love. I reclaimed my power with truth. Now I live from devotion, not defense."
Reclaiming My Power:
I spent decades feeling cut off from my power as if life was something I endured rather than embodied. But the deeper I listened, the more I saw the truth:
The pain wasn't mine, it was programmed.
I wasn't just hurting, I was being conditioned to hurt myself.
The patriarchy taught me that I needed fixing. That my body was dangerous. That my power was too much. That I had to choose between being loved and being sovereign.
What followed wasn't a healing journey, it was an unraveling. A sacred uprising.
I walked through the shadows not to prove anything, but to reclaim everything.
The parts of me I had betrayed just to survive.
My power was never lost. It was hidden beneath centuries of silence.
Now, I invite others back to themselves not as a healer of wounds, but as a mirror of their power.
Reclaiming Embodiment:
I discovered my power when I stopped seeking validation from a system that profits from my disconnection.
When I stopped asking the world for permission to exist fully in my body and began listening to the quiet, holy rhythm of my own pulse.
Each choice became an act of rebellion and remembrance. Honoring my boundaries became a return to truth.
Claiming desire became a ceremony. Moving through life from the inside out became the deepest act of devotion.
Embodiment is not a trend. It is a radical undoing of every lie that taught me my body was too much, too wild, too dangerous.
Radical Myself:
Self-love is not a luxury. It is a daily uprising against the voice that told me I had to earn my worth.
I tend to my body like sacred land, land that was once colonized by culture, religion, and shame. I meet my emotions not as weakness, but as oracles.
I let pleasure become the compass that leads me home.
This is not softness as submission. This is softness as sovereignty. In that softness, I meet my power steady, rooted, and undeniably alive.
today...
I no longer chase healing as if I am broken. I no longer wait for permission to be whole.
I live from my truth as the path itself one shaped by remembrance, beauty, boundaries, and embodied power. I am not the healer. I am the mirror. I am the invitation. And the path is already within you ...
The path is already within you. Let's walk it together.
Begin your journey today
