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Naszym celem jest pomóc Ci zharmonizować te aspekty poprzez holistyczne praktyki i naturalne produkty wellness. Sami poradziliśmy sobie z wyzwaniami współczesnego życia i odkryliśmy transformacyjną moc uważnej pracy oddechowej, medytacji i trzeźwego stylu życia.
Te praktyki, wraz z naszymi najwyższej jakości luźnymi herbatami, czystymi olejkami eterycznymi, przyniosły nam spokój, jasność i cel. Teraz jesteśmy pasjonatami dzielenia się tymi korzyściami z Tobą.
Wierzymy w budowanie żywej i inkluzywnej społeczności, w której możesz dzielić się doświadczeniami, zdobywać spostrzeżenia i znajdować zachętę w swojej holistycznej podróży. Poprzez nasze transformacyjne sesje Reiki, usługi life coachingu i inspirującego bloga, staramy się zapewnić Ci narzędzia i wsparcie, których potrzebujesz, aby się rozwijać.
Dołącz do nas w Holistic Life Hub i przyjmij styl życia, który pielęgnuje całą Twoją istotę. Razem możemy stworzyć bardziej zrównoważone, harmonijne i satysfakcjonujące życie.
"I was playing loud music and drinking to silence my inner voice."
The last time I drank was 31st March 2019. We had a barbecue with friends. I lost control — got drunk before the meat was even ready, embarrassed myself, embarrassed the people I love. It wasn't the first time. But standing there that evening, something in me already knew: it was the last.
31/03/2019
1st April 2019 — the day I was reborn
The morning after · 1st April 2019
I woke up with a hangover. Morale completely gone. Head pounding, shame sitting heavy on my chest. And lying there in that state, I made the most important decision of my life. I was going to stop. Not tomorrow. Not after one more. Now. That morning — April Fools' Day, of all days — was the day I was reborn as a person.
I want to be honest about what that decision actually meant. It wasn't just stopping drinking. It touched every single part of my life — my health, my relationships, my work, how I showed up as a father, as a husband, as a person. You don't just give up alcohol. You give up the version of yourself that needed it. And then you have to figure out who you actually are without it.
The hardest part wasn't the cravings. It was the honesty. Standing in front of the mirror, looking yourself in the eyes, and saying out loud: "Dom, you are an alcoholic." That takes more courage than anything else in this story.
The early weeks
The first weeks felt like a honeymoon. Real time appeared — time I hadn't had in years. I read books. I learned everything I could about alcohol, about the brain, about what I'd actually been doing to myself. There was a kind of bright, buzzing energy in those early days. I knew it wouldn't last, but I let myself have it.
The harder parts came at social events. The moment of saying "I don't drink" and watching someone's face change. We lost about 90% of our social circle — not through any drama, but because a sober person in the room can be uncomfortable for people who aren't ready to examine their own relationship with alcohol. That hurt at the time. I understand it now.
To fill the space that drinking left, I started exploring. Specialty coffees. Yerba maté. And then — slowly, one cup at a time — loose leaf teas, herbs, and the rituals that went with them. Things to hold in both hands. Reasons to slow down.
When my senses came back
Part of my recovery was learning mindfulness — really learning it, not just reading about it. Learning to stop and actually notice the small things. The smell of a morning. A kiss from my wife. A hug from one of the kids. These things had been there all along. I'd just been too loud inside to notice them.
The essential oils came later, when my senses had returned to something like normal. We used to have an allotment, and on the neighbouring plot there was an enormous lavender bush. I remember taking a few flowers, rubbing them between my palms, and breathing in.
"Calm. Peace. Joy. All at once, from a plant. That was the moment I understood what I'd been missing."
That was it. That was the moment. I understood something that afternoon about the power of the senses — about how something as simple as a smell can reach places that words can't.
Finding sound
The singing bowls found me rather than the other way around. I was at a Reiki session — curious, not quite sure what I was doing there — and at the very end the practitioner played a crystal singing bowl. I hadn't known it was coming. I didn't know what it was. But I felt it. Deep in my chest, below the level of thought. That sound reached somewhere inside me that nothing else had.
Five years ago my sister-in-law gave me a Koshi chime for my birthday. That was the beginning. Since then I've been collecting. Indian professional singing bowls. And last year a full set of chakra crystal bowls. I also have an ocean drum — the sound of waves, something in it that's primal and settling in a completely different way.
Koshi chimes
Where it started. A birthday gift from my sister-in-law. Delicate, meditative — the first instrument that was truly mine.
Indian singing bowls
Deep, rich, ancient. I use these in the evenings to reset after long days on site.
Chakra crystal bowls
My newest set. Pure, high-frequency tone. These are what I play in my sound bath sessions.
Ocean drum
The sound of waves. Grounding in a completely different way — something in it that bypasses the mind entirely.
What mornings look like now
I still work full time as a field engineer — for now. The plan is to reduce those hours as Holistic Life Hub grows. But even on weekday mornings, there's a shape to things that wasn't there before. A rhythm that holds the day together.
A real weekday morning
On waking
Gentle stretch. Just a few minutes — nothing performative. Meeting my body where it is that morning.
2 minutes
Gratitude. Not written down, just held. Three real things. Not generic — specific ones from the day before.
First cup
Mao Feng green tea. It does what coffee does, without the anxiety spike. Both hands on the cup. No phone.
Evening
The bowls come out. 20–30 minutes of sound to reset the nervous system before the night begins.
Weekend
The miracle morning — 2 to 3 hours entirely for me. Longer yoga, longer meditation, journalling with a proper cup of tea. This is the anchor of my week.
The part that matters most
I'm a husband and a father of three teenagers. I cannot imagine being where I am now if I hadn't made that decision on the morning of April 1st, 2019. Our lives turned 180 degrees. It isn't always easy — nothing worth having is. But I am emotionally present in a way I simply wasn't before. I can support my kids through their lives. I'm actually there.
My wife is my best friend. I want to say that sentence again because I mean it. Before, that would have been something I'd say and not quite feel. Now I feel it every day.
"Hope is a good thing — maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever dies."
Andy Dufresne · The Shawshank Redemption
That film means something to me. That letter. The idea that hope is the last thing that leaves. When I think about what I want someone to take from my story — it's not a method, not a programme, not five steps to a better you. It's just that. Tomorrow is another chance. Another day to be a slightly better version of who you were yesterday.
Don't compare yourself to anyone else. Compare yourself only to who you were yesterday. That's the whole game — and it took me a long time to learn it.
When you slow down, when you start listening to your own heart instead of drowning it out — you begin to notice that those loud evenings you thought you needed aren't really what you need at all. You'd rather walk in a forest. Breathe. Make a cup of tea with someone you love and just talk. Be present. That really is it.
One thing I want to be clear about
I don't judge anyone who drinks. I'm not here to tell you alcohol is the enemy or that everyone who enjoys a glass of wine has a problem. Most people don't. Alcohol is part of life for a lot of people and that is completely fine.
But if something in my story sounds familiar — if you recognise that hollow feeling, that inner voice you've been trying to silence — then I want you to know that this is a place where you'll find no judgement. Only support, and the tools that helped me.
You don't have to be in crisis to be here. You just have to be someone who wants a quieter, more intentional life. That's what this place is for.
You're welcome here.
Whether you're going through something difficult, looking for calmer mornings, or simply curious — the door is open.
With love,
Dom · Holistic Life Hub · Cotswolds · 6 years sober and counting
