09/11/2026
💝 I had a session today that left me deeply moved…
It was only my client’s second Embodied Processing session, and something opened in her that felt profound. She was able to experience something in her body that had never been available to her before, and as I sat there with her, I felt genuinely happy for her and honestly in awe of what can open inside another human being when the conditions are there for something deeper to emerge.
That feeling has stayed with me all day.
The truth is, I never know exactly where a session is going to go. I can bring my training, track what is happening in the body and nervous system, listen carefully, ask questions, notice where something wants to move, and support the person in staying with what is unfolding. But I cannot manufacture the moment when someone’s system becomes ready for something new.
That part still feels mysterious to me, and maybe that is one of the things I love most about this work.
We can create the conditions. We can offer safety, attunement, presence, and enough space for the body to reveal something that has been held beneath the strategies, the stories, the protective patterns, and all the ways we have learned to brace against life. And then, sometimes, something opens that neither the practitioner nor the client could have planned.
Not because we forced it or figured it out intellectually, but because something in the person was finally able to be experienced differently.
I have had two sessions like this recently, one with a fellow practitioner and one with a client, and both reminded me in a very visceral way why embodiment matters so much.
There are places in us that insight alone may never fully reach. We can understand our patterns beautifully. We can know where they came from, analyze them, explain them, and even know exactly what we “should” believe instead. And still, the body may be carrying something completely different.
Sometimes transformation begins when the body itself finally gets to have a new experience.
Today also made me think deeply about my Teacher and how much the space she has held for me over the last fourteen years has shaped the way I now sit with other people.
There are things that training can teach us, and training matters enormously. Skill matters. Understanding the nervous system matters. Learning how to facilitate these processes responsibly matters. But there are also things I do not believe can be learned through technique alone.
I have spent years experiencing what it feels like to be deeply held in another person’s presence. What it feels like when someone is not rushing to fix you, not trying to force an answer, and not needing the process to unfold a certain way. What it feels like to be given enough space for something to reveal itself in its own timing.
Over time, I think that kind of presence changes you.
It teaches you how to sit with uncertainty. How to listen beyond words. How to stay present without needing to control what happens next. How to trust an unfolding enough that you do not have to impose yourself upon it.
For me, that is also where surrender enters.
I often return to the understanding that “God is the Doer.” To me, that does not mean becoming passive or pretending skill does not matter. It means bringing everything I have learned, being fully present, and then remembering that I am not the source of another person’s healing.
There is something deeply humbling about sitting beside another human being when something shifts that neither of you could have planned. And there is something sacred about realizing that perhaps our role is not always to create the transformation, but to become present enough, grounded enough, and quiet enough that something greater has room to move through the space.
Today reminded me of that, and it reminded me why I am so grateful to do this work.🙏💜😊
