What Holds the Heart of This Practice

When I began building this practice—choosing words, images, and even the quiet companion of a flower—I returned again and again to the idea of health. Not a finish line, not the absence of trouble, but a way of relating to life with curiosity and compassion. For me, “health” is less about fixing and more about listening: to what aches, what hopes, what refuses to fit into tidy categories.

My invitation is simple. Come as you are, with your own definition of health—even if it’s changing day by day. Here, pain and confusion are never denied. The goal is curiosity about what is real for you, what is hard, and what you long for. I believe each life holds its own form of wholeness, no matter how tangled.

If you notice a peony at the crest of these pages, know it was chosen with care. I am drawn to how a peony opens—layer upon layer, slow and unhurried, holding beauty and collapse in the same soft unfolding. Sometimes, watching a blossom linger, I’m reminded that everything is present at once: delight, grief, surprise, old persistence. The flower asks for nothing special; it simply allows what is.

Working with people—witnessing their questions, their work and wonder—I often see this same fullness: lives that do not resolve, but deepen. Therapy and mindfulness weave together as practices of noticing. This is not a place for perfection. It’s a place for seeing what is, with honesty, patience, and a glimmer of welcome.

I hold a conviction: tending to your own health—body, mind, or spirit—is both a private act and an offering to the world. When you choose curiosity over self-criticism, or care over collapse, you hold open possibilities for everyone around you. Even in times of loss or overwhelm, that effort matters, invisibly and undeniably.

The ordinary beauty in each person’s story is what sustains this work. I hope that, in these pages and conversations, you find traces of that beauty in yourself, and proof that all parts belong.

If you have questions, want space to reflect, or wish to explore support, my door is open. There is no obligation and no rush—begin whenever feels right for you.

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