The people I help best find me when "it" is all right there.

The raw emotion they don't know where to put. Feelings held so long that even scratching the surface feels like digging to the center of the earth, because someone is finally giving them permission.

Permission to feel it.
Permission to show all of it.
Permission to sit inside the anger, the grief, the confusion, and to be carried all the way through to the other side.

If that's where you are right now, you're in the right place.