Hold space for me to heal

Below poem as found on “The Sisterhood of SHE” has touched me deeply. On many levels but particularly as a massage therapist, REIKI therapeutic touch practitioner and health service provider.

My strong believe is that healing happens inside of us and through us. Health professionals are actually facilitators nudging us along the way. Would you agree? Just ponder on this for a second: no pill, no therapy, no treatment, no surgery has ever fixed the cause of an issue; they only removed the symptoms.

Cutting out a tumor doesn't remove that what has caused it in the first place. Putting screws into a broken bone enables our bodies to do a proper job but doesn't make the bone whole again. Psychotherapy gives us tools to dig-up deeply rooted emotions and memories so that we can make peace with them.

Healing happens as someone is holding space for us to heal and provides us the assistance to find the path to health that is right for us at that point in time. For me healing is a verb that describes a process happening in my own body, mind and spirit; there is no magic button any health professional can press to MAKE me heal.

My offer to my clients is: with compassion, love and care I am here to hold space for you - if you want me to...

Yours with love, Daniela

“Will you...

Hold my hand for a little while?”

I don’t need you to save me, no need for you to fix anything

No need for you to hold my pain but will you simply hold my hand?

I do not need your words -your thoughts - nor your shoulders to carry me

But will you sit here for a while with me?

Whilst my tears they stream, Whilst my heart it shatters, Whilst my mind plays tricks on me

Will you with your presence let me know that I am not alone, whilst I wander into my inner unknown?

For my darkness is mine to face, My pain is mine to feel, And my wounds are mine to heal

But will you sit with me here, while I courageously show up for it all my dear?

For I am bright because of my darkness, Beautiful because of my brokenness, And strong due to my tender heart

But will you take my hand lovingly, when I sometimes journey into the dark?

I don’t ask for you to take my darkness away, I don’t expect for you to brighten my day, And I don’t believe that you can mend my pain

But I would surely love if you could sit for a while and hold my hand, until I find my way out of my shadowland!

So will you...Hold my hand until I return again?”

Poem by ~Zoe Johansen as found on www.thesisterhoodofshe.com; published on Facebook 06-Jan-2022; [Image: Patty Maher Photography]