Hannah Viviers

**Journey Back to Her**

Beneath the weight of responsibility, grief, disappointment and exhaustion, there is still an incredible woman worth rediscovering.

A woman whose dreams, joys and beautiful parts of herself may have been quietly set aside in the process of carrying it all.

She is not broken.

Life’s challenges may have worn her down, causing her to lose touch with parts of herself that once mattered deeply.

'Journey Back to Her' is a gentle, Bible-based, virtual detox retreat designed to create space for her to

Pause.

Reflect.

Rediscover.

It's the journey back to the woman beneath everything life has asked of her.

Could you be that woman?

Do you need space to Pause. Reflect. And Re-discover the real you life's challenges may have disconnected you from?

Through a gentle body cleanse, journaling,
and Bible-based guidance,
you are invited to slow down;
reconnect with your true self
and begin remembering the things you once loved;
the dreams you tucked away;
and the parts of you that deserve to be remembered.

You don't have to become someone else.

There is a remarkable woman beneath it all. Let's make room for you to find her again 🩷💕

*Journey back to her details:*

Virtual 7 Day Retreat - All done from the comfort of your home, with continuous online guidance from Hannah

Date: December 27 - January 2

Cost R12 800: This includes the cost of all you will need for this retreat

Contact Hannah for more details.

I have never liked, nor been comfortable with, the feminist movement.

I never agreed with, nor understood, why any woman would want to burn her bra. As a very large-bosomed woman, the only time I don't need a bra is when I'm sleeping.

And that right there—burning something that makes my life significantly better to give a finger to men, or whatever bra-burning was meant to signify—never made sense to me. I suspect many women felt the same way: OK ladies, you do you, burn your bras. Some of us are going to keep ours on.
Because c'mon, does it even need to be said that bras serve a significant purpose?

There were women who saw bra-burning and assumed it was a phase that would pass. After all, the women who burned their bras continued wearing bras.

Not wearing bras never caught on.
But doing stupid things in the name of "women's rights" certainly did.

I come from a background where women, for the most part, were treated as property. In some cases, they still are.

My gran was married off at thirteen. She was probably younger, but nobody was sure of her birth date. Her family sent her to spend the rest of her life with a man she didn't know—a man who already had several wives.

All my gran wanted was to finish school. She wasn't allowed to.

Shortly after being "married," she started having children. She had nine.

Fast forward to my life, and I got to choose everything that mattered to me—from my career to the man I married.

Yet despite the treatment of the women I grew up around, none of them passed down resentment toward men or a desire to "fight" for women's rights.

Even though my gran didn't get to choose her life, she swore it would be over her dead body before any of her daughters were married into polygamy. Every one of her daughters chose her own husband. Not one married a man with other wives.

I watched the women I grew up around distinguish between the foolishness and injustice of some men and who God had designed them to be as women.

My mother was a remarkable example of this.

Despite everything she experienced and witnessed regarding the treatment of women, she loved being a woman.

My mom has always believed that being a woman is one of the greatest honours God has given her.

She believed the same about being a wife and a mother.
There was no role or achievement she valued above those things.

Today, that's often frowned upon. Yet in my experience, I have never encountered a more powerful force than my mother.

Not only did she fully embrace being a wife and mother, she was a savvy businesswoman who worked harder than anyone I've ever known.
My mom was relentless in making sure her children had opportunities she never had—from paying for private schools to moving us to a country that offered a far better future than the one she grew up with.

This notion that women who embrace traditional roles are weak, backward, or somehow less than bra-burning feminists is a lie.

My mother never "fought" for women's rights. She simply pursued everything she wanted with remarkable vigour. She taught me that you don't stop until you've built the life you want for yourself and your family.

Growing up, I never questioned my mother's power.

Mad as it may sound to some, I never questioned my gran's power either.
Because one thing I never saw my gran do was play the victim or blame others for the life she had—not even the people who exchanged her for cows.

My gran was beautiful. She was tough when she needed to be and incredibly kind, compassionate, and soft too.

Watching her live, it was almost impossible to see her as anything but empowered because she chose to love her life, hard as it was.

She showed a kind of self-love that may be difficult to understand in an age where self-love often means bubble baths, w**e alone, and an endless stream of me, me, me decisions.

Feminism is, and always has been, a pile of rot designed to destroy women from the inside out.

As stupid as the idea of burning bras is, so is killing our babies in the womb, sleeping with men who won't marry us, and stripping away the beauty, dignity, and power packed into the honour of being a woman.

Feminism serves no one. Least of all the women it claims to exist for.

It began with burning bras, and every so-called "advancement" since has chipped away at women, families, and society itself.

Now feminism has "advanced" to the point where mothers are applauded and heroised for murdering their own children. Not just babies in the womb. No, feminism has graduated beyond that. Mothers killing children old enough to walk, talk, and feed themselves is being defended by some as "understandable".

Sheer lunacy is being celebrated as the pinnacle of feminism thus far.

One dad said something all dads should take very seriously. He said, if your wife is part of a circle of women who can even remotely identify with a mother killing her children, take your children and get as far away from that woman as possible. Do it legally, but for the sake of your children, do it.

I believe fathers should take that warning seriously because there are women in these circles openly saying that more mothers will kill their children.

And to women who don't agree with this radical inhumanity: don't allow women who have clearly lost their minds to educate your children. Don't place your children in spaces where they have influence.

Take seriously that these women are not safe.

If they can identify with mothers killing their own children, your children are not safe with them either.

This is not a phase that will simply pass. It's a stronghold that will require divine intervention and God-led action.

If a mother killing her own children is being celebrated as the pinnacle of feminism thus far, every sane human being should be concerned about what feminism's next great "achievement" might be.

What impossible thing are you trusting God for?
New song 'God of the Impossible' out now on my YouTube channel Hannah Viviers Music

*"I have been young, and now am old;
Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken..."*
- Psalm 37:5
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*I wrote this song* at a time my family and I were going through one of the biggest trials we'd faced as a family thus far.
For years we'd been trusting God - but our situation seemed impossible. In fact, it was impossible.

During that time in our lives, I wrote this song- to declare that our God was going to make the impossible happen for us.

Every time I'd sing this song, no matter how full of doubt I would've felt, no matter how impossible the situation seemed, I'd be fired up to keep trusting God.

As I write this we, as a family, have what we had been praying for all those years. It was impossible, but not with God.

My favourite part in this song says:
Your breath parts seas
Your call raises the dead
All of Creation
hears Your voice
and bows

That is our God. Jesus. God of the impossible.
As you trust for your miracle, I pray this song would fire you up as it did me.
And I look forward to the day you will share your testimony of the impossible God did for you 🩷

Full song here: https://youtu.be/sudrtGRn9qI?is=MFDQHLJRTU9x7DJz