Meet Sabrina Ruhigira - Founder | Soil & Ether Collective

I’m Sabrina — a torchbearer, truth-walker, and root-tender born from the sacred soil of Rwanda, where resilience speaks in silence and stories pass through the bones.

My journey didn’t begin with clarity; it began with questions I couldn’t put into words—a whisper I couldn’t unhear.
At 22, that whisper turned symphonic, unraveling everything I thought I knew about truth, power, and purpose.

So, I followed it.

With nothing but questions in my hands, I stepped away from the scripted path and turned inward.
What began as personal searching soon became soul-mapping — a reclamation of the wisdom buried beneath inheritance, grief, and silence.

Books became my elders.
Meditation, my meeting place.
Yoga, my return.
And Rwanda — my first teacher.

The unspoken truths of my land mirrored the ones buried in me: pain that had no name, resilience passed down like breath, and a knowing that healing is never personal — it’s ancestral, it’s collective, it’s cosmic.

As I walked, I began to see:
The wisdom I was seeking wasn't scattered across traditions — it was braided through them.
No matter the lineage or the language, every sacred path was pointing home.

This became the heart of Soil & Ether Collective -not a brand, not a project, but a sanctuary for those who remember there’s more.

A space for the souls who don’t want a blueprint — just truth.
For those who are done performing healing and are ready to live it.
For the ones who carry light, even when it flickers.

I don’t show up here to teach you what you don’t know.
I show up to walk beside you as you remember what you’ve always carried.

Because my path—from forgetting to remembering, from surviving to embodying, was never meant to stop with me.
And this space?
It’s the breath that came after the fire.

Through Soil & Ether, I offer a homecoming:
To the truth beneath your name.
To the lessons held in your lineage.
To the light that’s been whispering through your bones since the beginning.

We’re not just healing here.
We’re re-rooting in what’s real,
We’re weaving a new story,
We’re becoming the ancestors we needed — and still do.

My Guiding Frequencies

  • Not everyone knows their ancestral names, but everyone carries their echoes.
    This guiding frequency honors the brilliance that lives in your bloodline, not just in the pain, but in the unlived wisdom that’s waiting to be embodied.
    It’s not about the past. It’s about carrying forward what was too sacred to die.

  • Power is quiet.
    It doesn’t shout — it remembers.
    This frequency guides you back to the knowing that you don’t need permission to live in truth.
    You are not here to fit. You are here to root, choose, and rise.

  • Healing is not a straight line — it’s a spiral of becoming.
    This path holds space for pain to become power, grief to become gratitude, and wounds to become wisdom.
    We don’t bypass here.
    We compost. We transform. We bloom.

  • Not all growth requires grit.
    Joy is a holy frequency.
    This space honors the sacred ridiculousness of being alive,
    Because sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is dance in your kitchen or laugh mid-breakdown.

  • We are soul and skin. Cosmic and messy.
    This frequency holds the paradox — that we are both stardust and stories, infinite and tender.
    Here, we don’t split.
    We show up whole.