30/01/2026
This week, a client returned to see me after 15 years.
She first came to me for a Reiki session when I had only just started out in practice. She reminded me that she arrived feeling rough even hungover and left feeling so good she was skipping. At the time, I was newly qualified, learning as I went, and simply focused on offering the best care I could in that moment.
Back then, I didn’t really know how to suggest regular sessions or ongoing support. Clients came, clients went, and that was part of the journey.
Fifteen years later, she found me again and came for lymphatic drainage reflexology. We are both in very different places now. I’m in my 60th year, nearly two decades into this work, quietly planning how I’ll navigate the years ahead and eventual retirement. She, too, is in a good place.
When she left her session, I felt a wave of emotion a little tear of joy, pride, and deep gratitude.
I don’t even know if social media existed when I started, and if it did, I certainly didn’t know
Nearly 20 years on, I’m still here. Still practising. Still learning. Still grateful.
And quietly proud of how far this journey has taken me.
