Ash Tree Yoga

First official market! Lake of Bays Garden Centre showed up. Such a cool community of makers. This is where you’ll find me every Wednesday all summer long🩷 Come on by and say hi!

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✨Currently swooning over every little detail of this beautiful new logo. It feels like Root to Rise in its truest form!!! 🤍

✨ Root to Rise has a beautiful new look! ✨

I am so excited to finally share the new Root to Rise logo and product labels with you all!

Each element was thoughtfully hand-drawn and intentionally created to reflect the heart of Root to Rise — supporting the spirit, mind, and body through nature, ritual, and self-care. This refreshed look feels deeply aligned with the vision and soul of the brand, and I couldn’t be more in love with how it turned out.

A huge thank you to Sylvie Leveiller, a talented local artist here in Muskoka, whose creativity, care, and artistry brought this vision to life. Working with her has been such a gift.

I am incredibly grateful and honoured to share this next chapter of Root to Rise with all of you. Thank you for being part of this journey and for supporting this little dream as it continues to grow.

Yay! 🌿✨🤍

With gratitude,
Ashley

Having a stash of aromatherapy roll on blends is like having a little medicinal tool kit where ever you go! Easy to carry and convenient for use whenever you need support. There are so many uses and benefits to support us in our day to day living!

She bloomed into herself when she learnt that healing wasn’t about fixing herself but remember who she was.

She bloomed into herself when she stopped waiting for permission to take up space and claimed it as her own.

She bloomed into herself when she stopped shrinking to make others comfortable and stood tall in her truth.

She bloomed into herself when she realized her softness wasn’t weakness but her greatest strength.

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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot

Maurice Hagemans - Sunset over the Pond with Storks, 1917.

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you won’t fit her into a box. she doesn’t do well with the confines shapes and expectations of the world. she knows the rules but would rather write her own. she is rebellious but only in the name of revolution. she thinks too much. she dreams too much. and she feels too much. she is more wild than captured. more crazy than sensible. and more forgiveness than hurt. she believes in loving. and loving. and setting things free.
she is me.

~ ullie-kay

Happiness is…pockets full of forget me nots and buttercups.
Dreaming of warm sun kissed skin. Sand between my toes. Salty hair and sleeping under a star lit sky.