Claire Helena Windsor: The Alchemy of Strength & Spirit ✨ They told me to choose— the boardroom or the barbell. The pencil skirt or the protein shake. The spreadsheet or the spiritual awakening. But darling, I never play by their rules. I used to be a ghost in stilettos, a corporate siren whispering through glass towers, wit sharper than my glasses. I spent my days in power moves and empty accolades, my nights a scream into silk pillows. And then the fracture. One minute. One ruthless expulsion of illusion: a panic attack in a penthouse bathroom; mascara bleeding on marble like ink. The universe was handing me a mirror and for the first time I flinched. What happened next wasn’t a breakdown. It was a breaking open. I swapped my Louboutins for lifting gloves, iced lattes for adaptogenic elixirs. I learned the sacred geometry of a deadlift, the tantric rhythm of breathwork between sets. My body went from a space for ornamentation to a temple, an altar. And the orgasmic pleasure of knowing strength is just as much in the spirit, as it is in the spine. Now? I am a high priestess of holistic power. The office siren who disassembled herself. My purpose is to show you that wellness is not a whisper, it’s a war call. That sensuality and spreadsheet audacity can exist in harmony. That true transformation starts when you surrender your mask and start waking up. Join me. The revolution wears blazers. 🔥