
Healing is not about becoming someone new — it’s about coming home to who you truly are.
Meet Elyse
Rooted in Training, Guided by Intuition
I’m a certified Somatic Therapist, yoga teacher (RYT-200), and Breathwork Facilitator with ongoing training in trauma-informed therapy, CranioSacral work, nutrition, and advanced breath practices. My background also includes post-secondary studies in Pre-Health Science and a lifelong passion for holistic healing.
I live and work in Curaçao, where I support clients both in person and online, helping them reconnect with their bodies, their breath, and their deeper sense of self.
My Journey home
The roots of my work are deeply personal — shaped over many years through my own healing, exploration, and return to wholeness. My journey has moved through seasons of trauma, loss, physical illness, and profound disconnection. There was a time I felt completely untethered — uncertain how to move forward, or even where to begin. But through breath, movement, somatic healing, and sacred presence, I began to listen inward. What emerged was not a quick fix, but a quiet remembering. A remembering of the part of me that still knew how to heal, how to soften, how to return. Over time, I found my way back home — to myself, and to the light within.
My Approach
What began as a search for relief became a calling. Over the years, I’ve trained in a range of healing modalities — from somatic therapy and yoga to breathwork & meditation, craniosacral therapy, trauma-informed care, and nervous system restoration. My approach is emergent, as it evolves and unfolds as a result of lived experience, continuing my own healing journey, and through ongoing study and practice. And my work is deeply rooted in the sacred, in recognizing our spiritual nature, and that by tapping into the deepest wells of our innate and immense potential and the light that glows from within can we truly find meaningful and authentic healing.
Softening, Surrendering
One of the most defining seasons of my life began in darkness. After the sudden loss of someone I deeply loved, everything in me fractured. Grief swallowed me whole, and I found myself caught in patterns of avoidance—trying to stay afloat, to hold things together, even as I was quietly unraveling. My health deteriorated. My relationships suffered. I no longer recognized the person I had become.
Trauma doesn’t always speak loudly. Sometimes it shows up as disconnection, as silence, as the slow forgetting of our inner light, worth and nobility. That was my reality—until the whisperings became louder through illness and couldn’t be ignored. And with that awakening came the confronting of other layers of childhood trauma.
Healing isn’t a single moment or event, but a long and humbling journey of learning to surrender. I went from to denial, to dismissal, to a sense of crisis, and slowly began to listen—to my breath, and to the welcoming of stillness, and to the presence of something greater holding it all.
In that place of surrender, I didn’t find all the answers—rather I found a deeper rhythm and a sense of direction that would guide my journey for the many years to come. And what lay quietly beneath the layers of grief was a comforting light and immense love, constant, quiet, and true, that had been there all along. It didn’t rescue me. But it walked with me, and still does.