It's Been A YEAR

“Welcome to Lost Girl Therapy, where we work on getting you back to you.” I’ve said this phrase in my videos nearly every single day of the last year. A whopping 365 days (perhaps even more) that I’ve been working with clients to help them re-establish a sense of self. It’s been gratifying, humble and at times, confusing. But I consider myself very lucky to do what I do.

What most people might not know, is that each time I work with someone and we practice connecting them with their inner selves, I too am re-learning how to do it. You see, in the last three hundred and sixty-five days I’ve needed to learn once again who I am and what my soul needs. I started Lost Girl Therapy at the height of one of the most challenging parts of my life. For those of you who have been here since the beginning you are well-versed in my health journey. It’s a journey that has taken precedence whether or not I willingly wanted it to. It’s demanded my attention, my understanding and my patience. It’s also a journey that deeply challenged any concept of self I held before. In the course of a year I’ve experienced extreme setbacks, disappointments and frustrations but I’ve also experienced both small and big wins. Things I didn’t think I was physically able to do a year ago, I can now do with somewhat of my prior ease. My resiliency does not just come from my own strength of will or the courage of my soul. It comes from the magic of the people I have the privilege of working with.

It's been a unique journey to work with others and discuss how life can change every single day. Being a therapist is a special job in the sense that your days deal with the vast multitude of human emotions. I’ve come to learn that the undercurrent of every session isn’t frustration, anger or even grief. No, what may surprise you is that even in the most challenging of sessions, the most devastatingly hard sessions for both client and therapist – the undercurrent of conversation rests in hope. Hope that things can get better. Hope that people will change. Hope that the outcome we fear won’t come to fruition.

Hope that our life will indeed look different when we reflect back on it.

It’s remarkable to me that I can continue to pull from a well of hope when it long ago should have run dry. I suppose it’s time that I give you my secret. My well of hope about my health has come remarkably close to running dry more times than I care to admit. Yet each time I feel depleted of energy, strength, fortitude – whatever you want to call it – I find myself face to face with a client who is celebrating. When it first started happening I thought the Universe was having a laugh at my expense. How dare it rub other people’s happiness in my face when I am so clearly suffering? But I quickly realized my error. The universe was taunting me, it was nudging me. It’s as though the universe is consistently saying “see, watch what comes from believing in yourself, in believing that things can change.”

It’s those days, that have given me fortitude when I thought I had none. It’s those clients who are celebrating something coming to fruition that show me that the light of hope has once again turned on. And oh, how I wish I could tell them how much those moments have meant to me. I have numerous instances of having conversations with clients and feeling so deeply resonate with what they are experiencing. Little do they know how much their own journeys continue to inspire me because in my line of work, I have seen people pull themselves out of the depths of despair. I have born witness to the exact moment a spirit decides to continue fighting even when it no longer has the desire to. I have seen the moment in time with my own eyes and when a soul says “Enough is enough.” And life begins to change.

So today for our one year anniversary, I’m saying thank you to my clients and to my followers. Thank you for helping me pay attention to the incredible ways that life changes. Thank you for being there for me even if you didn’t know it. Thank you for making me laugh, making me cry (out of joy) and making me smile even on the days where all of those things felt nearly impossible.

Thank you for making Lost Girl Therapy what it is.