Greetings to you from the Lomi Studio.
The last few months have been truly challenging. Trying to find a new home for myself and this work has used a lot of my resources and I am glad to say that we are finalising the paperwork for our new home here in Forest Row!
I hear that many people are currently challenged with extraordinary events and of course that is simply a reflection of what is also happening on the larger stage of the world.
And I have seen a lot of courage in the past month. Clients really stepping up, doing the work to heal, grow and find a greater level of aliveness or happiness.
Truly inspirational.
I would like to share a few of my thoughts with you and also a poem written by a client who expresses so well what an immense potential for growth lies in each of us.
Light and shadow
In conversation with a client a couple of days ago, an image arose that has stayed with me.
We humans live between the experience of light and dark, good times and challenging times. And yet, it isn't an either/or. The difficult times give us appreciation for the good, and sometimes the good reveals just how much we've been carrying in the shadows.
We see shadows most clearly when the sun shines brightest. The light doesn't erase the shadow—it reveals it, gives it definition, makes it visible.
And when we choose to live in the grey zone, dimming our own light to avoid seeing what's difficult, we protect ourselves from feeling the scary parts. But we also lose access to feeling the extraordinary. Nothing truly touches us when the light is off and we don't actively engage with our surroundings.
To come for healing—whether through Lomi Lomi, Yoni work, or any intentional change—requires courage. The courage to look at our difficulties, to see them, to acknowledge them. To try something new and scary. To let go of an old story, a limitation we've built for ourselves to stay safe in that grey zone.
Because when we stay there, yes, we avoid the frightening depths. But we also lose the possibility of the extraordinary.
To step into the light fully—even though it will cast shadows, even though it will reveal what we've been avoiding. To let ourselves feel. Not in the denial of shadow, but in the willingness to stand upright and see everything a bit more clearly.
Let me know what your thoughts are.
Built for Dusk
I used to think I’d have to choose –
sunlight or shadow –
as if healing meant erasing the dark,
as if light could prove I’d made it out.
But one night,
when the world went still enough to listen,
they stirred inside me –
dark and light, tired of being misunderstood,
rising like tide and moon,
finally brave enough to speak.
I kept you safe when no one else did,
the dark whispered.
I wrapped you in silence
so the noise couldn’t find you.
You cursed me for the quiet,
but I was the only one who stayed.
And the light, soft but certain, answered:
I didn’t come to chase you away.
I came because she forgot
what warmth felt like –
because she needed to see herself again.
The dark sighed.
She was safer with me – no risks,
no falls, no eyes watching.
No living, either,
said the light.
You don’t understand what it’s like
to survive on a whisper.
Maybe not, the light said,
but I know what it’s like
to forget you deserve more than survival.
There was a pause –
a heartbeat between old and new.
I never meant to break her,
murmured the dark.
I only wanted her still.
Still is easier than pain.
And yet, said the light,
she learned to sit with the pain.
You taught her that.
You held her long enough
for me to reach her.
The dark considered this.
So what are we now – a truce?
No, said the light,
a partnership.
She needs us both –
the quiet and the spark,
the breath before the exhale,
the pause before the choice.
The dark softened.
Then I’ll stay – but gentler now.
And I’ll shine – but softer,
the light replied.
And together,
they watched her breathe –
a woman made of both quiet and fire,
finally at home between them.
Maybe I was never meant to choose.
Maybe I was built for dusk –
where everything softens,
and even the shadows glow.
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