The Reckless Healers: Cheryl & Zoe
The wild calls. Your soul answers
We’re not your average therapists. We’ve ditched the office for the wild—because healing doesn’t happen in a box. Our retreats throw you into nature’s deep end: movement, breath, dirt under your nails. One day with us could unravel what years couldn’t. Ready to feel it?”
We’re not here to sit in silence. We’re here to heal—fearlessly—in nature’s grip. As therapists, we’ve seen trauma’s weight: first responders carrying the line, their families holding the home, and anyone stuck in the aftermath. The wild’s where we break it open. Retreats, courses, raw connection—it’s healing that moves, breathes, and fights for you.
The Reckless Healers Creed
The Reckless Healers’ Creed
We are the reckless, the wild, the seekers of spirit.
We stand where the earth hums a sacred song,
Where roots whisper your name,
And the wind knows your wounds.
You are not alone in the dark—
We see your trauma’s quiet ache,
We feel your anxiety’s restless tide,
We hold your stress’s hidden weight.
The wild is our temple, our healer, our light.
We breathe with the divine in the soil,
We dance with the unseen in the storm,
We rise with the spirit that calls you home.
We walk with you—scarred, seeking, whole beneath it all—
Through the dirt that cradles,
Through the fire that frees,
To a peace that’s yours, always waiting.
Welcome to Reckless Healers!
Hey, You—Dare to Believe
Deep down, you’re clinging to that flicker—that quiet knowing you could be free. Trauma weighs on your roots, anxiety clouds your light, stress locks your steps. You’re fierce, but you doubt the untamed you that’s possible. Fear slips in—fear you’ll stay trapped, fear you’re not enough, fear peace is out of reach. That’s what’s held you ‘til now.
But we see you, sister—Cheryl and Zoe, the Reckless Healers. We’ve stood there, shaking, until the earth set us free. Its pulse lifts you, its breath holds you, its fire sparks you. We’ve seen women like you break the impossible, heal in moments. Step in. Freedom believes in you—and we do too.
Get Started Today
You’re torn, aren’t you? Lost in a fog, alone with your echoes, feeling unseen, unloved—like you’re fading into nothing. Trauma’s ripped you open, anxiety’s drowned your voice, stress has you doubting you’re worth finding. But listen, sister—you’re not invisible. Not to us. We’ve been there, felt that ache, and we’re here now, reaching for you. The earth knows your name, its breath cradles your hurt, its pulse begs you to rise. You’re enough—right here. Step in. We won’t let you go.