20/04/2026
Ode to My Clients 💖
I am invited into moments
that begin before breath.
I feel the quiet presence
of life not yet born,
while easing the mind
of the mother who carries it.
I have felt babies shift and stir
beneath my hands,
joining their mothers’ stillness
without ever knowing my name.
I have held children gently,
and watched them return years later—
grown, changed,
yet somehow familiar.
I have heard the words
no one ever wants to say out loud.
Sat in the silence
of untreatable truths.
I have held space
where grief has no language,
where tears speak
what voices cannot.
I have been trusted
with stories of darkness,
of loneliness,
of fear that lingers in the quiet.
I have sat beside the sacred edge—
asked to hold a hand
as breath becomes memory.
I have embraced those
who feel lost within themselves,
scared, trapped, uncertain
of how to find their way back.
And still—
there is laughter.
The kind that echoes softly,
never leaving the room.
There are connections
that grow beyond the table,
souls who become
close to my own heart.
There are moments I cannot explain—
whispers from beyond,
felt more than heard,
offered only when needed.
Visions.
Feelings.
A knowing that arrives
without asking permission.
And through it all,
I remain here—
Witness.
Holder.
Guide.
Human.
Every moment,
whether heavy or light,
is sacred.
Every story,
a privilege.
Every connection,
a gift.
And for all of it—
I am grateful.
Truly grateful ❤️
Thank you 🙏
Michelle 💖
