What took me years to relearn
For fifteen years, on film sets, my body wasn’t mine: it had to obey. Cry on cue, smile when the scene called for it, stay standing after fifteen hours of work. I learned to silence what it was telling me long before I learned to listen to it.
I paid that debt at 35, when my body and my mind gave out at the same time. It didn’t happen all at once. It arrived like a bill put off for years, with the interest added on. Coming back was slow and demanding — and that is where I began to understand, in my own flesh, what I offer today to the people I work with.
Grounding isn’t an abstract concept. It’s feeling your feet on the floor before you answer a message that makes you anxious. It’s naming a sensation — the tight throat, the shoulders climbing — before naming the emotion. The body often knows what’s happening before we do. We just have to relearn how to stop muting it.
One very simple exercise, one I often offer in session: when everything starts speeding up in your head, put a hand on your sternum and breathe until you can feel your feet on the floor again. Three breaths are sometimes enough to change the state you meet the next thing in.
If you recognise yourself in what I’m describing — that sense of being cut off from your body, of running on autopilot — that’s exactly the work we can do together. You can book a first discovery call, with no commitment, just to see whether this space fits you.
