New Clients

There is something magical and sincerely worthy of note, about taking on a new client, for me. So I’m noting it, here. With a sense of feeling honoured and privileged by individuals.

Don’t be afraid, don’t let your fears, anxiety or simple nervousness stop you from reaching out and making that call or sending that message.

Because what happens ‘my end’ when that call or message occurs? Is a beautiful thing.

I never cease to be amazed by people, by their bravery. Awed by the courage it takes to commit (or even to tentatively dip their toe in) to working on themselves. Stunned by the capacity human beings have to recognise that they need help, maybe in just working some things through, or maybe there are deep issues or memories that need to be addressed in order to break through and move on. Bewildered by observing how courageously these mental and emotional mind warriors take hold of themselves, even as they may be (as we all are, perfectly humanly) quaking in their metaphorical boots… and deliver themselves willingly into the hands of someone who just might, hold their hands as they walk through and out from their own minefields.

It honours me. It humbles me. It overwhelms me with gratitude that in this life and on this earth, this is my calling, in whatever form that may and does take.

So please don’t be scared to make that call, or send that message. Each and every time it happens? I salute you.

~doffs cap~

DK

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About DK Green (aka DKLeather)

- 50 year old parent and grandparent. - Holistic psychotherapist & counsellor, life coach, guide, hypnotherapist, shamanic practitioner, meditator, motorcycle and horse rider, celebrant and tarot reader. - Happily living a very diverse life filled with family, friends, loves, laughter and so much more. - Polyamorous. Passionate. Trans.
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13 Responses to New Clients

  1. Ursula says:

    I remember seeing a counsellor a few years ago, I was in the middle of a nervous breakdown and I sobbed my way through the first session, occasionally reflexively ripping my hair out thinking that nobody could help me, and at the end of listening to my story for more than an hour, she simply looked at me and said ‘I promise you that you can feel better and I’ll walk it with you’. 10 session later I walked out a different person. I had to leave that country as my visa was expiring, and so it was only 10 sessions, but a few months later she was at a BBQ with my brother who thanked her for what she did for me, as my family were at a loss before she helped me. She never discussed our sessions, and she knew that he knew I was seeing her, and she said to him that I’d taught her so much, and that I gave her courage in her practice and her own skills. She said, what we’d walked through together so very intensively was a rare honour. I’d never thought through what it looks like from the other side.

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  2. ~smiles~ thank you for your comment Ursula. It really is an honour and a privilege and it never ceases to be so x

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  3. Gina Deen says:

    I wish I could find a counsellor like you.

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  4. MissyK8 says:

    I sought help a few years ago after deciding anti-depressants were just not for me. I found a fantastic counsellor who let me talk and get a lot of stuff out of my system and it truly helped. More than I ever thought it would. It just helped talking to someone who had no idea of what was going on in my life, who could see things more clearly than I (at the time) and I would recommend counselling to anyone if they think it’s a route they want to take 🙂

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  5. Aims says:

    I’ve sat here for a full ten minutes and thought about what it was like to first talk to a counselor. It was like walking through a mine field, like putting your foot in the Amazon River, like chumming the ocean off the coast of southern Africa…………
    All those scary things DK – a test on my part, looking inwards. After that, the pin drop and the squint y-eyed look across at the counselor to see the reaction to anything I said, and if there was a reaction then I was out of there if not physically then certainly in my mind.
    I might as well have lain down in front of an army tank and let it roll back and forth across my body for the hour I was in there.
    Torture! Dripping sweat and tears torture DK. Shaking with fear and wanting to pee my pants and perhaps doing just a little bit DK! and then worrying about that! Oh those were the days……….
    Yes – a resounding thank you! It’s got to be tough as nails sitting on THAT side too!

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  6. Olga Stewart says:

    My counsellor has helped me so much. *big smlie*

    And I’m both very thankful that she is a part of my life and grateful for all of the help and encouragement that she has given me.

    Hugs and love you. *HG*

    Take care and bye, :)!
    Olga/Maddie

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  7. Joke Groen says:

    I have done a few therapies over the years and made a stern promise to myself not to cry during therapy,… however, seeing the psychotherapist I’m with now, an older man, I had to cry during a session and he said to me, that was a really nice gift you gave me!

    I was stunned by his remark!

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