For all those who are on their healing journey or are thinking to start this process, I have something to share with you. I think it can be helpful:

Healing can be quiet and slow.

It’s not always loud or visible.

Sometimes it looks like softening your shoulders after years of tension, like breathing a little deeper today than you did yesterday.

Grief often walks beside growth.

They hold hands more often than we think.

To grow is to shed: old beliefs, identities, relationships, illusions.

And shedding can hurt.

There are moments when grief whispers reminders of what was, even as your heart begins to open to what is becoming.

Connection is possible, even across difference and distance.

I’ve seen it in therapy sessions with people scattered across continents, in circles where hypersensitive hearts meet and recognize each other without words.

Healing doesn’t require perfect sameness or even being in the same room; it only asks for presence, curiosity, and the courage to stay.

This is the quiet revolution I believe in.

A life reclaimed through tender steps.

Not by force, but by truth.

Not through striving, but through listening.

If you’re walking through a season of change,

if you feel the ache of grief next to your longing for growth, you’re not alone.

There is space for you.

There is healing for you.

There is connection waiting to meet you right where you are.

I walk this path, too,

and I’m here when you’re ready to begin.

For the hypersensitive, the grieving, the brave and curious ones, my work is a sanctuary where your healing has permission to unfold, just as you are. 

It’s ok if the process is slow. It is not a performance. You are doing progress even when you don’t feel like you do. 

With warmth and care,🤍

Aniela

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