01/03/2026
The wound is not the medicine.
I've sat in the facilitator's seat thinking I was clean on something, only to realize later that my own pattern was shaping what I could see and what I missed.
If you've been doing this work long enough, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
Here's what I've learned: there's a difference between understanding a pattern and metabolizing it. One lives in the mind. The other lives in the body. If we've only done the work from the neck up, we're still teaching from an active wound. We just have better language for it.
The middle is long. That's not failure. But it requires a kind of honesty that most healing spaces don't talk about — the willingness to keep being the client, to let the body show us what the mind already understood, and to know our actual edges rather than the ones we wish we had.
This post is for anyone who holds space for others. And for anyone who's wondering if the person holding space for them has actually done their own work.
Full post on the blog — link in bio.
Save this for the next time something in your facilitation (or your relationships) hooks you in ways you can't quite explain.
Comment TERRAIN if you're ready to look at what's actually running underneath.