Relational Safety

A poetic exploration when therapeutic alliance feels unsafe. When you look away, Spirit of safety is disarrayed. When you  softly dismiss me, My tender heart-aches to flee. When your eyes hold me back. Countless old memories return, snap When formal structures take apart space. Everyday Sensations tighten, leaving no trace, When you appear carelessly cold.Continue reading “Relational Safety”

Becoming a therapist ! A poem

A poem that emerged in response to a question I was recently asked. On becoming a therapist Grateful, I was asked this profound question.Guiding me inwards, a rich, intimate conversation. How does one companion the bodily mystery?Holding space and bearing witness to futility Trusting the thresholds – towards a day of normalcy.Unless dreams become vividContinue reading “Becoming a therapist ! A poem”