I consider the work that I do with my clients a cooperative partnership. As a healer, I believe that part of my responsibility is to bring about self-awareness so that my clients can independently navigate their own healing.
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It’s good to be needed and trusted, but my wish for all of those who come to me is for them to become more capable and confident to approach their wounds on their own. I love seeing them master how they can continuously be better at this too. Healing has its stages, healing has varying depths. The goal is to be able to go through each of these without succumbing to stagnation.
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I love leaving my clients breathing spaces, these moments when I would let my clients sit with what they have learned about themselves during our sessions. Sometimes I give them weeks or a month or two of just letting things unfold and start making sense. This is not easy. I, too, still find myself sitting with the discomforts of healing my own wounds. But whether or not it’s about one’s addictions, insecurities, mother wounds, or traumas, breathing spaces are necessary to making important choices for oneself. Often, we are presented with these pivotal choices: do I act in alignment with my healing or do I abide with my old patterns and remain this way?
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Through this uncomfortable process, one’s growth becomes more natural, organic, and sustainable. Living this life will never make us immune to challenges, but as we acknowledge and befriend our rhythms, our unhealthy patterns become easier to break, our toxic tendencies will be easier to rectify—we will embody self-mastery. Healing will always be within reach.
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📷 @ladieswinedesignmanila
Something magical about objects made by hand: all the care, the attention, the transfer of energy, and the alchemy it took to make something out of nothing. I particularly like the idea of letting things set, that pause where everything that needs to seep in, harden, or dry are left in the hands of time, intention, and certainty. Thirty seconds. A day. A week. A quarter. A year. Or more.
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The pause, the moment of limbo, the “in between” moment—I find myself leaning into this to allow myself to be moved, organically, by its subtle magic. In moments like this, I practice staying still and breathing in the moment (lots of breathing in the moments). Patience. Trusting that I will eventually flow through while good things follow through.
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📷Ceramic art by Elīna Titāne (1978)
“Elina Titane represents the younger generation of modern ceramic art in Latvia. Emotional and sensually high-strung ceramic artworks by Elina Titane always kindle imagination of the viewer and create an idle flow of associations. She lets us have a look in her inner world of anxieties and emotions, seeking for answers in harmonic silence. Throughout her artworks, she seemingly poses a definite question to the viewer: Is it possible to compare creative work with phenomena, which are existent in nature? Creativeness to her is a source of nature, inherent in each of us, it is like rain, which awakens the inner potential of ideas, makes ideas come to life, grow, transform and materialize in art objects.”
Praise the rain; the seagull dive
The curl of plant, the raven talk—
Praise the hurt, the house slack
The stand of trees, the dignity—
Praise the dark, the moon cradle
The sky fall, the bear sleep—
Praise the mist, the warrior name
The earth eclipse, the fired leap—
Praise the backwards, upward sky
The baby cry, the spirit food—
Praise canoe, the fish rush
The hole for frog, the upside-down—
Praise the day, the cloud cup
The mind flat, forget it all—
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Praise crazy. Praise sad.
Praise the path on which we're led.
Praise the roads on earth and water.
Praise the eater and the eaten.
Praise beginnings; praise the end.
Praise the song and praise the singer.
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Praise the rain; it brings more rain.
Praise the rain; it brings more rain.
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“Praise the Rain” by Joy Harjo
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