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Part 2:“Your heart is not a fragile, delicate bird, but a resilient, powerful hawk learning to fly.” — HeatherAsh AmaraT...
05/18/2026

Part 2:
“Your heart is not a fragile, delicate bird, but a resilient, powerful hawk learning to fly.” — HeatherAsh Amara

The good girl archetype learned she was the delicate bird.

Handle carefully.
Don’t ruffle feathers.
Stay small, stay safe, stay pretty.

A hawk.
It doesn’t need a cage to stay safe. It needs sky where it can expand and soar and play.

You are not a delicate bird but a magnificent hawk.
You were never fragile. You just needed permission to play.

Part 1: Are you willing to give up who you think you should be in favor of who you actually are?Many of us are still cha...
05/14/2026

Part 1:

Are you willing to give up who you think you should be in favor of who you actually are?

Many of us are still chained by trying to live up to the standards, beliefs, and ideals that are not our own.

You get to create an external reality that authentically matches who you are on the inside.



-Heatherash Amara

7 years ago I sat across from my therapist/coach/shamanic guide. I sat and expressed to her the pains I had experienced ...
05/08/2026

7 years ago I sat across from my therapist/coach/shamanic guide.

I sat and expressed to her the pains I had experienced because of the boxes people had put me in.
(Btw, nobody can put you in a box that you also don’t place yourself in)
She asked a question that has shifted my entire perspective.

She said: how is that perfect for you?

I looked at her and said, did you not hear me? I just told you how this has brought a lot of pain in my life.

She again said, yeah and how was this perfect for you? what is the gift?

As we went through each of my pains, one by one, I was able to shift the perspective and see how each negative word I had taken on had, in fact, shaped my entire life.

I was able to see how each word was an actual gift. Even if it was something I had to fight to reclaim, even that was the gift.

We each have versions of ourselves we don’t like. We have qualities that aren’t our favorite. Or perhaps the shape of our body is something we reject.

The power is in the process of being in complete adoration of those parts of us. Loving them, thanking them for showing up.

If you would like to work together in a photo shoot to reclaim the places you have played small or stayed quiet, DM me and let’s have a conversation.

05/07/2026

Drama Queen.

I wouldn’t know it for 37 years, but these words controlled every aspect of my existence.

They fell into the category of being “too much,” bossy, opinionated, bitchy….labels that keep women in a controlled space.

Words used when I questioned something.
When I was curious.
When I asked why something was being done.
When I wasn’t okay with being abused.

The craziest part?
Most of the name-calling was done silently.
Behind my back.
In secret conversations with family or people close to me.

But my body knew.

The silent control killer.

Through life I learned:

To be smaller.
To keep my mouth shut.
To be nice.
To smile.
To abandon myself so other people could stay comfortable.

And if I spoke at all?
Drama queen.

While these words no longer cripple me, my body still remembers.
Sometimes it still shuts down.
My voice still quivers at the remembrance of punishment.

The gift?

I am passionate about expression.
Listening to the hell yes and the hell no.
Choosing me with reckless abandon.

Reminding myself:
You’re safe.
We’re safe.
I’ve got you.

And when I tremble, I lean on my higher self.
My inner goddess.
The part of me that knows.
The part of me that remembers who I was before shame was handed to me as identity.

So hell yeah.
Maybe I am a drama queen.

If that’s the box you need to put me in to make sense of a woman who finally refuses to stay silent.

Part 3:Did you know you’re allowed to love yourself even if you think nobody else does?You’re allowed to smile at you wh...
05/02/2026

Part 3:

Did you know you’re allowed to love yourself even if you think nobody else does?

You’re allowed to smile at you when you look in the mirror.

You’re allowed to love the extra squish.

You’re allowed to love your laugh and love the fact that you’re the biggest dork.

You’re allowed to love you even when you behave imperfectly. Even when you’re still learning. Even when you miss the mark and accidentally hurt people you love.

You’re allowed to love yourself when you’re feeling pain or shame for existing.

Nobody knows the road you walk. They don’t know your struggles.

You get to love yourself by your own standards.

You don’t earn your own love.

You just make a choice to do it.

xx-candice

Part 2:What identities are you done performing?This full moon is asking us to stop pretending. It’s asking us to take th...
04/30/2026

Part 2:

What identities are you done performing?

This full moon is asking us to stop pretending. It’s asking us to take the mask off.

This might sounds like a bold move but could be as easy as:
-choosing what you want to eat
-wearing color you wouldn’t normally wear
-saying no without explaining yourself
-not laughing when something isn’t actually funny
-letting your body soften, when you normally brace

A place to start is write in your journal ways you notice you filter yourself when you’re around others and start small.

As you begin this journey, you will notice that your body will feel the discomfort of the change.

Breathe and just let it be.
Relax your jaw.
Hummm.

xx

Kauai, November 2023.I had just launched Untamed Soul and changed everything about my photography shifting from newborns...
12/28/2025

Kauai, November 2023.

I had just launched Untamed Soul and changed everything about my photography shifting from newborns, to wedding videography to Goddess photography.

The day before I left for Kauai, I was exhausted.
When I arrived, I felt even worse.
I felt nearly dead and I wanted to sleep and sleep.
I didn’t know what was going on at the time so I just pushed through.

As the facilitators and I walk around the island, they kept talking about the beautiful gardenia scent of the island.
I didn’t know what they were talking about because I couldn’t smell a thing!

I wouldn’t realize until I got home that I had COVID the entire freaking time. 🤦‍♀️

Not feeling well from the get go, I thought that was the hard part.

Then my camera was stolen. On day one of the attendees being there. Right from under my nose while we were at the beach. I legit thought the island swallowed it.

The pain I was feeling on a much deeper level is that my magic, my camera was gone.

Upon arriving home, it sent me to the deepest soul dive as I fought to find magic again thinking it was in the camera itself.

I unraveled.
I questioned my work.
My worth.
My place in this path I had just committed to.

That loss sent me into the deepest soul dive of my life —
a reckoning with where my magic truly lived.

I’m so proud of these goddess photos taken for the retreat.

I had so many reasons to give up. So may reasons to run away.
I frickin showed up. With my backup camera!

These pictures still aren’t my proudest from a technical level because they’re taken with a crop sensor on a 50mm lens. The limitations forced me into constant adaptation instead of creative flow.

But I’m so grateful for this lesson I fought so hard to see.

Look in the mirror! You are the magic. Your soul is beautiful and deserves to shine and be loved.
You deserve to see yourself as you truly are.

Love you dearly, xoxo.

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