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The Woman who became the Garden
On flowering, fruiting and tending what was once only a seed Ive been reflecting on the life cycle of plants as I recently noticed some plants already flowering and those flowers then become more seeds. It never ceases to amaze me how nature continually mirrors where I am in life. Things I have observed many times before suddenly land in me differently when I am finally ready to truly see them.
Ive been reflecting on the life cycle of plants as I recently noticed some plants already flowering and those flowers then become more seeds.
It never ceases to amaze me how nature continually mirrors where I am in life.
Things I have observed many times before suddenly land in me differently when I am finally ready to truly see them.
What am I saying?
Well, for a long while, I was in a place focussing on nurturing the soil of my life, creating a nourishing abundant compost to plant the seeds of creation that wanted to be grown through me. For years, that soil regeneration, was becoming sober, healing trauma, nourishing my body, medicine for the body, mind, heart and soul that created a rich and fertile soil to plant seeds in.
Then the seeds would come…ideas, revelations, visions, quiet inner knowings…and I would begin to sow them. Some would begin to grow, only to die back before fully taking root but each time, the dead growth would become more compost…continuing to fertilise and enrich the soil.
In these last few months, it feels like the soil is in great shape and the seeds that were planted before are growing again but the roots are stronger, the soil richer anchoring a more stable and solid foundation for growth.
The question is no longer:
What seeds am I planting?
But:
What am I now cultivating?
How do I sustain what has already been born through me?
How do I allow this plant to flower and fruit and produce more seeds to continue beyond my life time…for generations to come.
Its so extraordinary to have known this mirroring but never really KNOWN it til now.
I feel it in my heart.
I feel it in my womb.
I feel it in my heart beat.
My life is less like the seed trying to break through and grow and more like the garden itself.
A more established garden that needs rhythm, discernement, pruning, patience and care so what can flower will fully fruit.
And maybe the ‘more’ seeds that are to come are:
the women who come to rest at Home House,
the next generation of young adults who come to find passion, meaning and purpose to plant seeds and grow and cultivate in their lives,
the land becoming more alive,
more animals…sheep, goats, a cow
the songs,
the art,
the music,
the teachers that come.
A mature plant does not try to convince anyone of its purpose.
It simply flowers in the right conditions.
And through that flowering, life continues.
Reflect on which season of the cycle you are in and be okay with that.
It takes time, patience and acceptance of where you are for a season to flourish in the right way.
Just be where you are.
Not where you want to be.
Hawa is a Sufi healing practitioner, spiritual guide and mother whose work is rooted in lived experience, devotion and deep personal transformation. Drawing from Sufi Spiritual Healing, breath and bodywork, sacred sound and Holy Hijama Therapy, she offers compassionate spaces for healing, remembrance and reconnection to the Divine. Based at Home House Homestead in the Norfolk countryside, her path is one of surrender, simplicity and the unfolding journey of the heart.
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Hawa’s path has been one of deep longing — a search for love, truth and a more meaningful connection to life.
Originally studying music at the University of East Anglia, she was first introduced to yoga in her early twenties, where she discovered a quieter and more connected way of being through breath, movement and inner awareness.
Motherhood became one of the greatest loves of her life. Becoming a mother at 23, and later raising twin boys, her early adult years were devoted to family life. Yet beneath the surface remained an unshakable longing for something deeper.
Her journey led through periods of grief, addiction, disconnection and profound inner searching, whilst yoga remained a constant thread throughout her life. Following the death of her stepfather, unresolved pain and deeper questions began to surface, marking the beginning of a sincere healing journey.
Over the years, she immersed herself in many healing modalities including yoga, meditation, bodywork, ceremony, sacred sound and transformational practices — not initially as a profession, but as a path towards healing her own heart and life.
A major turning point came after the breakdown of her 17-year marriage. During this period of surrender and personal transformation, she was guided back to her voice, to song, and to a deeper relationship with herself and the Divine. It was also during this time that the spirit of the Hummingbird came to her as a symbol of unconditional love, resilience and the ability to find sweetness amidst suffering.
In 2020, she stepped away from her growing healing and coaching business, left city life behind and moved to Home House in the remote Norfolk countryside. There, immersed in simplicity, nature and spiritual devotion, a new way of living began to unfold.
Her path eventually led her to Islam and the mystical tradition of Sufism — the path of the heart — where her lifelong longing found a home. She was given the name Hawa, meaning Eve, the first woman and mother of humanity.
Today, Hawa walks the Sufi path devotedly whilst studying Sufi Spiritual Healing through the Sufi University, continuing her training towards a Master of Divinity. Her work is grounded not only in study, but in lived experience, surrender and ongoing spiritual practice.
Through Sufi healing, breath and bodywork, sacred sound, Holy Hijama Therapy and the spaces she holds at Home House Homestead, she offers others a compassionate space to heal, soften, reconnect and return to themselves and to the Divine.
Her work is rooted in the belief that when we empty ourselves of what no longer serves, Divine Radiance can begin to shine through.