Somatic Relational Trauma and Psychedelic-Informed Consultant Facilitator
Compassion. Awareness. Regulation. Process. Integration. Transformation. Choice.
Is it possible that our current state of being is the result of an early missed experience that changed the way we responded to our relationships and our environment; when the world “out there” was more than we could effectively process on our own?
What is the impact on our present and future experience when we are unable to access our inner world?
What if we could get to know our wounds, bring completion to our inhibited states, transform this energy into something useful and enjoy present moment fulfillment?
I invite you to meet and tend to your issues with gentleness and compassion. Together we can shed the light of awareness on experiences that have long been obscured and exiled within your body and mind. You can integrate what has long been disconnected and disowned. Let’s explore and discover your humanity; energetically, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually and relationally.
Transformation, choice and peace are possible to experience in present time. I am in service to making this a reality for you.
“Describing the experience of a medicine session with Rita is like trying to capture water in a net. Words come to mind — held, seen, heard, witnessed — but then slip away, not quite right. Until a word finally arises that encapsulates them all. Met. Rita meets me wherever I am. Stays with me through all the twists and turns, highs and lows, resistance, giggles, and deep, deep pain. With Rita, I am met compassionately. Met unwaveringly. (Rita doesn’t flinch. Ever. Not even from the most shame-filled confessions.) Met gently and also, when necessary, without compromise. She does not back down from the tough moments, but meets them with clear-eyed wisdom and gently asks the Question my mind is avoiding. (Even the most furiously cerebral mind gives up the charade when it is met.) She meets me the way my soul longed to be met from the moment of my birth and, yet, when I leave her studio/nest, I’m walking on my own two feet. She is not my mother. No transference allowed here. Don’t be fooled by her small physical frame. Like all good medicine, like the simple three-letter word that holds everything I struggle to express, Rita is bigger on the inside than she is on the outside. You will be well met.”