Loto Journal
Through personal storytelling and letter writing, follow our Founder, Jennifer Axcell, as she travels the 🌎 globe as a digital nomad and Desert Mother, exploring Consciousness, rest, and Self-care.
Including thoughtfully created blog content about somatic healing practices, nervous system regulation techniques, and contemplative practices, Loto Wellness Collective’s blog focuses on the art and science of rest and renewal, drawing inspiration from Christian mystics, monastic wisdom, modern neuroscience, and depth psychology.
Reader’s Note: In an attempt to bring a conscious sense of responsibility to our language (where inclusivity and equality matter), in our Loto Wellness Collective blog content, except for direct quotes, the pronouns often used for God are They/Them in reference to I AM. When referring to Jesus specifically, the pronouns He/Him are used. Also, we have taken the liberty of capitalizing the term “True Self” so you will know that we are not referring to the “false self” (psychological egoic self), but the foundational self that we are in God.
Whales and Boats
Conscious Travel
Learning How to Eat, Pray, LOVE—Part 3
Learning How to Eat, PRAY, Love—Part 2
Learning How to EAT, Pray, Love—Part 1
Fear of Being Seen
I know this residual fear of being fully seen—in my truth, in my body, in my voice—has kept me playing small. But next year is calling me into expansion, into more trust, into a bolder embodiment of what I've been cultivating all along on my healing journey. These mirrors I face are preparing me for what's to come.
Morning Altars: Beauty as Creation Care
Nothing stirs my heart like stepping into nature, with open hands and heart, to gather what the earth offers in each season—fallen leaves, pinecones, stones, seeds, petals, feathers. Out of these humble materials, beauty is born. This is the practice of Morning Altars, nature mandalas created as impermanent works of art, meant to honor both the earth and the Spirit that animates it.
The practice, founded by artist and teacher Day Schildkret (morningaltars.com), invites us into a conversation with creation itself. It is part ritual, part meditation, part play. We collect what has already fallen, arrange it with intention, and witness the patterns of symmetry, surprise, and story that emerge. Each altar is temporary—eventually scattered by wind, rain, or passing animals. This impermanence reminds us of the fleeting nature of life and the call to treasure the present moment.
View from the Precipice of Change
Erosion. Hmmm, that word feels like the best way to describe what life has felt like for the last two years—So many layers of my identity are being stripped down, false narratives revealed and healed, and comfort zones surrendered away.
My life mirrors this canyon landscape: each season has been carving away what no longer serves, slowly revealing what's essential.
Into the Eremos
For the mystics, the Eremos was never about isolation; it was about encounter. Even Jesus withdrew to the Eremos again and again. It was where He fasted for forty days, where He wrestled with temptation, and where angels came to minister to Him. The Eremos was both exile and embrace—the wild, quiet space where everything unnecessary fell away, leaving only God.
One Who Wrestles With God
Perhaps that is what the mystics knew all along: that sometimes the only way to find YHWH is through the body that breaks, the fever that humbles, and the desert that strips us down to the soul.
Rescued from the Desert
With a single bar of spotty cell service, plenty of water, food, shelter, and fuel, I decided to hunker down for the day and figure out my options. After getting a call though to my dad, who researched the problem, I welcomed my parents' invitation to drive out to my GPS location with the necessary part to fix The Beast (the name I call my Dad’s Chevrolet Suburban).
Deep Calls Unto Deep
Did you know that cenotes are natural freshwater sinkholes and underground cave systems formed when limestone collapses? They serve as both sacred sites and freshwater sources for the Maya. I was lucky enough to swim in the Cenotes Choo-Ha and Tankach-Ha.
Strong Plans, Loosely Held
Happy Fall Ya'll
AWAKEN Retreat 2025: When Heaven Touched Earth
As the fire burned low on our final morning, it was clear: what had been awakened could not be put back to sleep.
Car Camping in Crested Butte
I love living in the woods, whether that's sleeping in a cabin or a tent. In preparation for my car camping road trip through New Mexico and Utah in October, I ventured up to Crested Butte, Colorado, with my cousin and her husband (and their dog Rocksy) over the weekend to test out some of our new camping gear.
Forest Church: Stillness is a Mirror for the Soul
"If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, you are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows Where you are. You must let it find you." —David Wagoner
Dreams Do Come True
This impromptu ceremony transcended language barriers (thanks to my translator) and culminated in a collective “surrender” water altar and blessing done in the natural pools—all of it in honor of the Sacred Feminine embodied by Mary Magdalene and experienced through water. I feel so blessed to have the opportunity to share and receive a timely reminder that dreams really do come true, sometimes in the most unexpected ways.
Janzu: A Rebirth
At its core, Janzu is a somatic journey: the facilitator cradles the receiver in body-temp water, guiding slow, rhythmic movements that coax the brain into deep Theta relaxation—a gateway to releasing stress, trauma, and emotional blockages while reawakening cellular memory and primal consciousness. This practice—often dubbed "rebirth therapy"—invites participants to revisit birth-like thresholds, fostering reconnection with the body and the Self.
To Travel is To Live - Day 5
Mexico City - On Friday afternoon, my local friend, Alac, took me to visit the Museo Nacional de Antropología and the Museo de Arte Moderno. I loved learning more about the Teotihuacan pyramids and the history of Mexico through their art.
Contributors & Collaborators
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