As this year gently winds to a close, I find myself pausing - sitting with the quiet tenderness of this work, and reflecting on what therapy truly means to me.

Not therapy as a set of interventions or tools (though those can be supportive).
But therapy as relationship.
As presence.
As the slow, sacred...

 There’s a moment I witness in every women’s circle.

It doesn’t happen all at once - it’s more of a soft shift. A hand resting gently on a heart. Shoulders dropping away from the ears. A sigh. A shared smile. A stillness that enters the room when we realise… we’re safe here.

In the language of the...

Lately, I’ve been hearing a quiet ache in the voices of many people I sit with — particularly those in the Gen X and Baby Boomer generations. It’s not always spoken as grief at first. It shows up as weariness, disorientation, or a longing for the “good old days.”

When we pause and listen more deepl...

A nervous system reflection for women learning to rest without guilt

There’s a moment I’ve come to recognise in the counselling space -
A pause in the middle of a sentence,
A breath held just a little too long…
And then, the whisper:

“If I’m not achieving… I don’t really know who I am.”
 

We sat in t...

 You’ve likely heard the phrase:

“Trauma is stored in the body.”

But what does that actually mean?
Where, exactly, is it stored?
Why does your body react the way it does - without your permission?
And most importantly: How do you release it?

These questions are more than intellectual curiosities.
Wit...