Being honoured


It’s hard to put into words... how it feels to be entrusted, to hold space for someone who barely knows who I really am at all, and yet shares the deepest parts of themselves with me in that space.


To speak of things that they had as yet not dared say out loud, for fear of being punished, ridiculed, and abandoned or in their eyes something far worse. And yet share they will and I listen, feeling the humility of who and what I am within this space as a simple witness to the truth taking place. The beautiful unravelling of a Soul caught in time somewhere, stuck in a place not known as yet...... but soon to be discovered and freed in some way.

A shift into another time, the present and to be met by my enquiring voice with compassion and equal measure of truth. No judgement, no critique no question or accusation but a natural curiosity for this ... whatever this is taking place right now in this space, right here with me in this space now.

To know that whatever happened and whenever it was. That in this space, right here and right now... there is an Ok’ness. A safely is found and old barriers formed within their barren world can now make way for clear and strong boundaries as the barriers come tumbling down. Torn down in some cases to allow the beautiful light of truth and presence to shine in at last.


I am honoured, so deeply honoured to be enabled to carry out the “work” that I do. Being present with another, to listen to their truth and to support them to tell their story so that at last it may rest where it belongs in the past and to feel the burden of it to carry no more.


Freedom - we will move together towards a continued freedom. Enabled to love, supported to live a full and rich life from this time forward.



Ultimately what I “do”, what I offer involves one being honoured and one feeling honoured to have witnessed a being.


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