Creatrix Counselling

02/02/2026

✨ Calling all local neurodivergent souls ✨
Needing support?
Tried therapy before but it didn’t quite work for you?
Felt too rigid, too talky, or not made for how your brain works?
You’re not broken — you may just need something different.
I offer neurodiversity-affirming, creative, trauma-informed therapy for people who think, feel, and experience the world deeply. A space where masking isn’t required, and curiosity, imagination, and gentleness are welcome.
I'd love to meet you.
🌿 Face-to-face therapy
📍 Kenley (CR8)
🤍 Also available online
🔗 creatrixcounselling.com

28/01/2026

The Forest
Lay down your bones my love.
Lay them here
Listen.
Plant yourself in our soils.

Let go of the 'busyness'
Call in the wind
let him carry that all away.
Let him carry it atop the highest tree
And leaf it there.

While you.
And your bones
Down here.
Breathe.

Let me hold you.
Let it go.
We don't care who you are
Only that you arrive

08/01/2026

Self care for me, and for many. Can become a bit of a quest.
I hope that me sharing my inner world supports you. I hope it speaks to you in a way that reminds you that you are not alone... And you are not mad!!

In my inner world, the minute I tell myself I've had a tough few weeks, I need to take a break from work and give myself care, something happens.

The first thing is a voice in my head. Loud cruel, cutting:
You are weak
What's wrong with you
You are pathetic
You are not strong enough for this world...this is what I hear when I slow down.

As I just allow that voice, it gets louder and louder. Meaner, nastier... When I listen and believe it depression kicks in.

BUT the voice that gets quieter is the one I need to focus on, the one that whispers:
You are a beautiful gentle soul
This world can be demanding
Rest and restoration in times of difficulty is a brave and strong action to take
Without this you would be alot less 'Donna'
The world needs more 'Donnas'

So I acknowledge the nasty voice, thank him for trying to keep me safe. Tell him I know another way, there's someone else here to support me now. And I picture myself hugging him and letting him have a little break. While I listen to the voice of encouragement and I rest.

This little story takes time. With a voice that loud sometimes I believe, everything he says. And I get stuck, I cry, I weep, I sleep and then I notice!

Years of therapy gives you a deep awareness of you and your parts. It doesn't fix or cure but it helps you to come into relationship with yourself when things get tough. You still get stuck in black holes, but now you remember you have a ladder!
..and now I have new hair too 🥰

All my love

06/01/2026

Whatever journey life takes you on.
No matter how painful, traumatic, gut wrenching.
There is this place within you
Still soft overflowing with breath. A resting place. Where a small voice says 'trust.'

When times are hard and you fight to survive it's easier to not look inwards. Maybe right now the exchange moves outwards. Maybe this inner connection is there all the time, regardless of where our awareness is. Just waiting for us to notice.

And if during the hard times you are brave enough to go there. I hope it warms your bones. I hope it rocks you gently. I hope it tells you it loves you. I hope you listen

No matter the weather.
Here. Is. Where. You. Always. Find. Yourself.
B x

28/12/2025

I always felt just a little bit different — with a harsh inner critic, overthinking every interaction, losing myself in words and doing. Yet in nature, I recognise myself. There, I don’t need to explain who I am; I feel it. The rhythm, the stillness, the belonging. I lived this way for years without understanding myself, until I realised nothing was wrong with me — I was just speaking a different, quieter language.

Does this feel familiar? Would you like to come to know more about you?
You know where I am 😘

25/10/2025

When the monster knocks
Will you answer?
Will you listen?
Is it not the only way?

First note...
He knocks
He doesn't barge in and take over.
He doesn't hide in dark corners
Not anymore
He knocks.

And you rise from your seat at the table
And open the door
Come in
You say
I just put the kettle on.

And you sit
The two of you
Both so young
So vulnerable and afraid
So innocent and unsure
Lost, unheard, And you talk

You tell stories of times gone
Of shadows and wickedness
Of horrors and pain
You drink hot tea.

And giggle about the joyful times
The laughter and the kindness
The joys and the love
As you nibble on scones with jam.

And you sit
The two of you
Together, no longer alone
Both so young but heard
So vulnerable yet safe
Found, Loved.

And you play...

When the monster knocks
Will you answer?
Will you listen?
Is it not the only way?

Bella D 🖤🖤

23/10/2025

What a privilege it is, to be overwhelmed by a life I once prayed for 💚
I love what I do.
I love my space in the house with kids moved out... I love it when they come back!
I love my smelly Labrador.
I love my not so smelly husband.
And I love that I'm sitting here, in leafy Surrey, in a space I have created.
Waiting for a client looking like I'm about to listen to a fairytale 💚
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05/10/2025

Creating a grief colleague can be a beautiful way of feeling your way 🖤💙
❤️

04/10/2025

Challenging times in life explored with images can have quite the impact. Is this something that would support you? I wonder what yours would look like.
❤️

26/09/2025

So, my son is going off to Uni... Last one to fly the nest. What mixed emotions!
But, seeing this bag reminded me. Play!!
These balls are important to him, these balls are something we often let go of when we start 'adulting.'
And yet, these balls represent the playful aspects of ourselves. We don't have to leave them behind, we don't have to take everything so seriously.
There is always room for play, for doing what ignites you, for creating space to express and play in your unique way.
They don't leave us behind, but we have a tendency to leave them. And yet, how the adult in us needs them.
So today, don't forget ya balls!!
❤️

26/09/2025

Good morning rain ♥️ This beautifully perfect little guy who reflects the autumn colours, is reminding us of the Joy to be found in going slow. I can see the smile on his face as he has his slip slide and glide parteh down my rainy window pane 🤗😁🤗🤗 Go slow, tread lightly 💋💋💦🐌🐌🍂

01/09/2025

I am indeed very excited to be teaching here next week... Anyone joining? Xx

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