It felt like the greatest honor and also the strangest privilege to sit with people as they stepped into psychedelic work. Honor because it was profound. Lives shifted and rearranged themselves right in front of me. Strange because sometimes it looked like someone describing a dolphin made of starlight who was also, somehow, their grandmother while their whole nervous system trembled with release.
In those moments I did what I knew best... energy work that threaded through the body and the unseen. It was quiet, steady, invisible, but it changed everything. The medicine opened the door, and the energy work carried people through it gently, deeply, with a kind of precision that words couldn’t explain.
The medicines were unpredictable. Sometimes velvet capes and laughter. Sometimes muddy boots and sorrow. But always, underneath, the same truth. The body remembering it belonged to itself. My role was to keep the kettle warm, to be fully present, to let the energy work carry us deeper than language would ever go...
Every client who stepped into this work was a gift. A quiet miracle moving through time and memory, carrying both scars and brilliance. Their courage to face phobias, to lean into fears, to meet the parts of themselves they had been hiding...it was amazing and sometimes astonishing.
I got to witness people reconnect with themselves in ways that felt like finding a river that had been flowing beneath the floorboards all along, or like unearthing a buried constellation in the night sky that had always been theirs.
They left these sessions seeing what had always been true: they are magic. They carried light and depth even through shadows. They remembered how to listen to their own pulse, how to fold tenderness into the edges of themselves, how to speak the truths that had been echoing in hidden chambers of their bodies.
I felt so lucky to do this work with others and myself. It untangled a whole forest in me that I had thought was there for good. Sometimes being a human on earth is the trickiest job. It feels as though it was getting trickier every day. And also here we were, buried constellations expressing and joining together in moments of deep grief and light...