Isabella Paige Ingram: Connecting Cosmic Design to Human Potential 🌌✨

Sure, they told me I dream too big. That a little girl from a little town in New Hampshire couldn't be a designer of habitats for the stars. Yet—designer of space habitats by day, fitness alchemist by dawn, spiritual seeker by moonlight. This job is not just a job. It is a new beginning.

The Beginning: Soul Split Between Earth and Sky

As a 17-year-old girl, barefoot in the desert, wigging out and staring up at the Milky Way, it hit me: We are stardust pretending to be human. That night, I pledged to build bridges between the body and the cosmos. But first, I needed to break myself open.

After years of obsessive fitness programming to destruct my physical state into an unflawed version of myself, I had achieved phenomenal results. Yet, I felt a lack of spiritual fulfillment. And then came my crash. A broken heart from a failed relationship, a torn ACL, and an anxious panic attack during a Max-effort Deadlift. Hitting rock bottom became my launching pad. I exchanged ego for energy, reps for revelation. Now I lift to elevate, not to escape.

Confluence: Designing Human Divine

My job consists of creating orbital shelters where astronauts simply don't survive— they absolutely thrive. Imagine: zero-gravity yoga pods, circadian light therapy domes, hydroponics that nourish the body and soul. Each curve I design is a prayer for humanity's next evolutionary step.

But, meanwhile, a soul on Earth can be healing. So I blend biomechanics to metaphysical principles and teach you to construct your vessel, while always remembering... it's just a space suit for your soul. 💫

Join The Lift Off

This isn't about deadlifts or donuts. This is a way for you to become the architect of your awakening. If you are feeling the pull, DM me your deepest darkest self-doubt or wildest dreams and I would love to share my out of this world blueprints.

P.S. Yes, that is a photo of me doing handstands in NASA neutral buoyancy lab. No, I won't apologize. 🚀