By: Overnight Publicity
If you’re woke enough to have noticed, Portland has seen an earnest spiritual renaissance. The city’s been flooded with enough juice-cleansing “Lulu-gurus” and #RiseShineBlessedBe bumper stickers to make you think Maharishi Mahesh decreed a migration.
But amidst all the New Age noise, there’s one voice cutting through the sacred sound bath of #instagood spirituality. Her name is Silver Dyer, and she’s the radical opposite of your typical essential-oiled weekly yoga instructor. Well, at least on the inside.
“I look like any other Lululemon yoga mom,” the ethereal blonde admits with a chuckle, “But I’ve survived a lifelong, mind-boggling gamut. That’s why I’m here. To help women reconnect with their spiritual purposes—and yes, that’s plural! And it has nothing to do with the Flamingo Pose or chia seed pudding.”
Silver’s not beating around the sustainably sourced aboriginal bush. She’s dedicated her life to the Divine and to women desiring to remember their authentic and innately gifted selves. She’s reclaimed practices like meditation, self-inquiry and energy medicine from the hipster hordes who’ve appropriated them into the exercise equivalent of Starbucks.
“Spiritual growth is more than overzealous affirmations and saging away negative energy,” she says, those green eyes piercing straight through the auric realms. “The purpose of all yoga is self-awareness and living in Divine union. It’s a rigorous way of life, not a weekly sprint to a yoga butt.”
Shots fired over the Willamette at every paddleboard yoga studio and shamanic drum circle in the city. But Silver’s got a point—with the fervent commercialization of spirituality, many woke folks have spiritually napped through the inner work required of these modalities.
“We’re human. We’re not meant to evolve ‘out’ of our personalities. Ideally, we align them to serve our souls,” she clarifies. “I scour Groupon for Botox deals. My issue is when spiritually holistic practices are stripped for parts and relegated to hashtags, or worse, superficial badges of integrity.”
For Silver, genuine spiritual growth means fearlessly looking within to work through fears, resentments, and toxic narratives that originate from childhood. It’s gritty, emotional work that stomps on the bastion of spiritual bypassing, vision boarding, and wishful positive thinking.
“My focal soul purpose is helping women reclaim their authentic, enlivened selves and their sacred gifts and purposes on this earth,” she shares. “So many of the amazing women I work with have gradually lost touch with their Divine essence. They’ve expanded so much energy caring for others that they’re running on fumes and self-doubt, like life snuffed out their pilot light.”
To facilitate this process, which Silver calls “Divine remembrance,” she guides clients through an eight-part mentorship.
Silver is quick to specify that she does not “Pez-dispense” answers or directives. “My clients empower themselves. They transform from the inside out and go on to help others do the same,” she says. “I draw from a lifetime of extreme, anomalous personal experiences, including my near-death experience, to provide unconditionally compassionate yet surgically practical support.
“For example, something as simple as identifying and writing down imbalanced relationships instantly begins to recall your power. Or learning to hear and trust your intuition over the voice of your meandering ego.”
Ultimately, Silver shares that her unconventional approach to “graceful spiritual awakenings” is about “remembering your Divinity, an infinite essence of absolute loving consciousness.” It’s the real Vedic deal if you will. Her ashram sidesteps the ayahuasca in favor of controlled breathwork.
“I keep it real but unconditionally kind. Hippy dippy, I am not!” she laughs merrily. “If you want to stop playing spiritual dress-up and get your inner blaze on, I’m the zero-judgment, kick-ass catalyst you’ve been waiting for.”
Published by: Khy Talara
