I Am A Better Therapist Because Of Him

I am a better therapist because of him.

I am a better human because of him.

That I know.

I am better at being all of me because of him, and better at helping people be all of them because of him.

I knew psychology before I met him.

But I did not know love.

I did not know True Love.

I did not know the type of love that burns you alive with divine madness and ecstatically stirs you from your deep human slumber into holy awakening.

I did not know the type of love that could strip me naked without taking my clothes off.

And yet, I asked.

I had asked for this love.

I had asked if True Love was real.

I had yearned for a depth, a magnetism, a remembrance of what is true and sacred in this world.

And he arrived.

For 8 years, we have adored and hated each other.

Insatiable intrigue, desperate craving, anxious avoidance, too-confronting-intimacy, emotional-outbursts.

At the core…

Soul-deep yearning.

An initiation into Truth.

An activation of my Intuition and Psychic Gifts.

A purification of all that is not Love.. into our essence of Love.

A messy human journey of Integrity.

A journey which nearly teared us apart - hating the reflection of ourselves we saw in each other.

A journey which we had to learn skills for in order to navigate the profound depths of a connection which we’d never experienced before.. a connection which refused to fit into any box or sane explanation.

A journey which asked us to decipher and decode.. to work out how all the pieces of reality and love and emotions fit together.

A journey which consistently requires us to take full responsibility for every aspect of our lives and confront all aspects of our self not in alignment in Truth, Love, Integrity.

A journey which begged for us to mature; to unite our gifts of Empathy and Rationality (head and heart), to learn how to communicate open-heartedly, to normalise holding this amount of overwhelming love and desire in our bodies in everyday reality - a new reality founded on True Love and not the illusions of separation, fear and unworthiness.

A journey which demanded deep self-honesty, and honesty with each other - to let ourselves be seen in all our humanness and magnificence, to let ourselves be met and loved by each other exactly as we are.. as well as holding each other accountable for the truest version of them, always.

A journey which burned down the psychic infrastructure of attachment, addiction, distrust, avoidance within our consciousness so we could rebirth, regenerate, and cultivate an environment of freedom, trust and openness for this love to grow.

Inescapable mirrors, reflecting opposing gifts and wounds of each other.

A mysterious adventure.

An adventure of Unity - of understanding oneness to my very core, beyond instagram memes or scientific discoveries of inter-connectedness, a unified field of consciousness and quantum entanglement.

An adventure which birthed an entire body of work - uniting Psychology and True Love, art and science, empathy and rationality, modern-day and ancient, material and spiritual - already responsible for supporting hundreds (thousands?) of people understanding themselves more, living from their hearts, and embodying the frequency of love and unity as a messy, magnificent human here on Earth.

An adventure which has inspired ripples of love on this planet.

An adventure which opened my heart and taught me how to stabilise my open-heartedness as a way of being, as a therapeutic tool, as an entire vision for humanity.

This love, supporting me to be the Renaissance woman, the modern-day ancient shaman of a therapist, the visionary I am here to be in this lifetime.

This love, an endless inspiration, an eternal gift, my infinite muse for all I be, create, do.

This love, my favourite love story to live, to lose myself in, to find myself all over again.

This love.

…

Jan 2021

Her: I was wondering if you can fall in love with someone you’re already in love with.

Him: You definitely can.

Her: That’s what it feels like.. to me.

Him: .. And me.

“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere, they’re in each other all along.” - Rumi