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It’s been a long while since my last blog post. Six years have passed. So much has happened in the meantime, yet here I am, still tending to the garden of Gaia. My last post was about dance — an invitation to bring body, heart and soul together through movement. Although the pandemic and its restrictions brought the dance programme to a halt, my dance with life has continued. Looking back at the website, I see a garden that has been left untended for a while. Of course, there is a little guilt lurking somewhere about being lazy. But let’s not let guilt take over the show. Instead, I see this as an invitation to revisit the garden of Gaia with kindness and curiosity.

Gaia began in 2017, when I made a deliberate turn from environmental science and conservation towards becoming a self-employed holistic counsellor. Stepping away from academic institutions and national and international organisations was a conscious choice. Letting go of institutional structures and expectations felt liberating. Bringing that same love of freedom, flexibility, fluidity and aliveness into my counselling practice felt both natural and inevitable.

Over the years, I have learned from my clients and grown in my practice, gradually and comfortably, like the wind moving across a field in spring. Every session is an encounter, an exchange of energy, a dance of souls, and a moment of completion. I moved beyond the conventional model of counselling — identifying problems and finding ways to fix them — relatively quickly. Gaia gradually became something else: a space where visitors could feel safe and at ease, be themselves, see life from a wider perspective, reconnect with themselves, with others and with nature, and explore the questions and possibilities that emerge along the way.

I often use this metaphor: my client and I are simply sitting on a magic carpet, setting off on an adventure together. We don’t need to know where we are going. We just wait and see where the journey takes us. 😊 And somehow, the magic carpet has never failed us. Perhaps Gaia is a little like that, too. It doesn’t need to follow a fixed route or arrive at a predetermined destination. It grows, changes and finds its own way, shaped by the people who visit, the experiences we share, and the life that unfolds around us.

And so, here I am, returning to the garden. No grand plan, no particular destination. Just a little tending, a little wandering, and an openness to whatever might grow next.

After all, the dance continues.