As a therapist, I take my own mental health and overall well-being very seriously. I’m always deep in process, working diligently on my own healing and growth. I have an Art Therapist who I work with weekly, but from time to time I like to dabble in something new–adventure is one of my core values! I recently started doing integrative voice work with an amazing therapist out in British Columbia and I’ve been singing my heart out as a means of accessing my inner truth. What really surprises me is how my voice inspires art-making in new and exciting ways (remember my love for adventure?). For me, this kind of intermodal work, i.e the practice of using imagery, storytelling, dance, music, drama, poetry, movement, and visual arts together, in an integrated way, to nurture the human experience, is the best way to inspire organic growth, development, and healing. I have seen firsthand how it catapults every fibre of my being into the most tender transformation that is rooted in radical acceptance and a raw awareness that’s risky and exhilarating all at once! This kind of experience is about reclaiming our innate capacity as human beings for creative expression in all its glory and I truly believe it is the antidote or at least the long lost companion of pain and suffering.
So, needless to say, something new has been in the works and I’m feeling immense gratitude for connection and for opportunities to pause, to peel away the pain, and just listen to the longing that lives in the “I” in imperfection. As my voice fills my being with breaths that bear truths I am so ready to hold, the impulse to create is strong. I’m loving leaning into curiosity’s calm with an openness that pens possibility into the heart of home. As I trace the soft edges of words that wear my whisperings like badges of beauty, they bare me down to bone with the kind of brave that brings its own gifts to the feast. Savouring stillness I swear I’ll never take for granted again. Finding comfort in endings that birth boundless new beginnings. And paving paths between the lines that need not define the destination.
Here. Now. Holding the sacredness of this one precious moment. Scribing the melody of my soul’s surrender. Ready to arrive. Bismillah.
