About Rachelle
Rachelle Kinan is the founder of The Neshama Project, an inspiring jewelry and lifestyle brand that she started in honor of her late mom, Nicole.
Rachelle has been a teacher and mentor in the yoga, mindfulness, and wellness space for the past 15 years in Los Angeles. She has led local events and international yoga retreats, helping people to come back home to their body and life.
Rachelle incorporates her education at a Masters's level in Marriage and Family Therapy and helps bridge the gap between the therapeutic and spiritual path for people.
Specializing in relationships, grief work, attachment theory, life transitions, addiction challenges, inner child healing, emotional regulation, mindfulness, breathwork, and movement therapy. Rachelle has a unique approach when it comes to helping people find their own path to healing. Rachelle weaves storytelling into her work, often reminding her clients “we aren’t meant to do this thing called life and love, alone.”
Rachelle had her yearlong supervision at a drug and alcohol rehabilitation center and continues to work with clients who are struggling with addiction and emotional regulation.
Rachelle finds her own personal joy through music, dance therapy, spending quality with her community, and immersing herself in nature. Rachelle currently lives in Westchester, LA with her beloved husband, son, & two adorable Goldendoodles.
My Story
Hi you,
Thanks for landing on this page, chances are if you are anything like me, you are here for a reason.
Just as I am, I am here to support you.
My journey to healing and creating the life of my dreams, like many, was birthed out of pain, trauma, and loss.
In upstate NY, at nine years old, my mom, Nicole, died tragically and it changed the course of mine and my family’s life.
I began therapy at a very young age. I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and I blacked out most of my childhood. Which I now understand was my little body’s way of surviving and protecting myself.
A few years after my mom’s life-changing death, my brother got into an accident that left him paralyzed from the legs down.
Needless to say, my childhood was colored with trauma, insecure attachment, pain and loss and at the same point, this was the birthplace for my hidden superpowers and gifts of being able to be with and help someone during their time of heartbreak loss.
Because, our pain has the power to turn into our purpose.
Fast forward many years, my teenage “rebellious hiccups” (those stories are for another day), I was brought to the path of yoga which helped me begin my healing journey on a more physical and somatic level.
I finished my undergraduate degree in psychology and at that time decided to postpone graduate school and instead pursue a career in yoga.
At 23 years old, I made the brave decision to move cross country to LA, by myself and my one-year-old Goldendoodle pup, Bailey.
I fell in love. I fell out of love. I struggled in relationships. Because… I never had healthy secure relationships modeled for me. So, I started to seek them out.
In friendships, in community, in healthy couples, in therapists, in healers, in coaches, in mentors….
Because I wholeheartedly believe that we are not meant to do this thing called life, work, healing, and love alone.
I was always a seeker and traveler at heart and started spending my summers in Israel, the land where my mom and dad met in the 70s volunteering on a kibbutz. I started The Neshama Project, a jewelry and lifestyle brand that gives back in honor of my mom. Neshama means “soul” in Hebrew and the “N” in Neshama is in honor of my mom Nicole.
I taught sold-out yoga classes in the heart of the wellness scene in LA for over a decade.
I led international yoga retreats around the world, from Israel to Bali to Nicaragua, to many many times in Mexico.
I explored parts of my inner and outer worlds.
I went to Burning Man…twice!
I fell in love again. I fell out of love again. Sprinkle in some breakups that led to emotional and mental breakdowns which eventually brought me to many breakthroughs.
You see, every end of a relationship brought up all of the loss and abandonment in my life. Until I made the decision to stop abandoning myself in the process.
I hired a relationship coach, who is still my mentor, for a 6-month program to invest in myself and my future. And I started doing all of the inner work necessary to get clear on who I was calling in, and how to be that for myself, first and foremost.
At a young age, I inherently learned not to trust God, or the world, due to my loss.
So, my lifelong healing journey is to come back home to trust.
To feel it in my heart and with every morsel of my being.
I now continue to work at this and embody trust with my own daily practices of meditation, prayer, journaling, therapy, and movement therapy.
Another teacher of mine said, “When you are in your head, there are 3 things you should do. 1) Move your body 2) Pray 3) Go help someone
A few years ago, I listened to the deep calling to help people and support you. I embarked on receiving my Master´s in Marriage and Family Therapy.
And then 4 weeks before the pandemic, my life changed forever.
With one swipe.
I met my soulmate, and our Goldendoodles brought us together. Yes…. Our matching Goldendoodles…
Just when the world was shutting down, and what would be some of the most challenging times for everyone globally, my mom and God gifted me my person and his beautiful family.
And everything finally made sense.
The missing puzzle piece finally arrived.
After 6 months, he proposed to me in Cabo, surrounded by our six friends, during the height of the pandemic.
And on June 20th, 2021 we got married back in Cabo, surrounded by our closest family and friends.
When I reflect on it all, I truly wouldn’t change a thing…
Every relationship, every heartbreak, every loss, brought me closer and deeper to myself, which brought me to my now-husband.
I truly believe my mom brought us together…And recently, we had to bury my beloved Aunt Sandy, who was truly my caretaker and guardian after my mom died. On a cold snowy day, our immediate family gathered together for a small funeral and buried my Aunt right next to my mom. It was so deeply sad and so incredibly beautiful at the same time. They were the best of friends, and I truly believe my Aunt waited for everyone in the family to be in a good place before she was reunited with her best friend.
And welcome to another layer of my grief.
It’s like your heart both skips a beat and stops at the same time. When the sadness and remembering come knocking at your heart and the guilt of time passed, and memories never realized, draw tears out of the corner of your eyes. And once again the lesson appears, just how precious this life is.
And all of a sudden you slow down as if the world around you and within you is being filmed in slow motion. You somehow soften and strengthen at the same time. A familiar homecoming, as a new mountain of your healing journey, appears. And once again, you choose to become a better and braver person because of it all.
My childhood best friend and I always say, “life is so heartbreaking and so beautiful”. And I am here to hold your hand and support you on your unique journey, just like many have for me.
I remember being a little girl, contemplating life when my mom died, and questioning what my purpose would be one day.
And I have finally discovered that purpose.
To support you.
If I can make someone smile and feel a little less alone in the world, then I feel like my life is made meaningful.
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to do just this and thank you for taking the time to read some of my story.
I look forward to connecting deeper, witnessing your journey, and supporting you every step of the way.
With love,