You know when you just love a place? Well I just love one of the last places I worked. It was a massage studio in the suburbs of Chicago and it was fire! Mostly because of the staff. But I just liked the environment. Very chill, very low stimulation. I was a fan.
Something that has been showing up for me a lot is that I have parts of myself I did not see before. I’ve always considered myself an introvert, but I didn’t always know that I require less stimulation to thrive. Or less going on, so I can concentrate. That was this studio. You get a client, massage a client, check in client liked the massage, impart positive customer service. Rinse repeat. Very simple, uncomplicated, and satisfying. That was the job part of the gig I liked. Quite a bit I fact.
But I loved my coworkers because they too became a way of being I did not know I needed until it fell in my lap. I’m sensitive, an empath, and loaded with relational trauma. It’s cool, I’ve accepted this. I’m healing it. But it means I’m suited to a particular group of people. Basically others who are healing the same stuff. And they were! It was amazing. I can not stress enough how amazing it was to have conversations about abusive home environments, bad relationships, healing techniques, and shifting positive perspectives all in a relatively safe container without shame or judgment. Amazing!
"Yall good people are out there. Healing people exist. In the flesh. They are out there. Don’t give up hope of finding them. Be open to new opportunities and trust yourself."
I had one coworker who was healing father wounds. Another who was healing through how they were raising they’re young child. And another who learned new techniques like breathing and walking exercises to increase their quality of life. Oh and we laughed! We found such humor in our weirdness, our growing pains, our two steps forward and three step backwards while we used all this new healing information.
I will never forget how important they were to me blooming.
I can be a closed off person sometimes. But that did not mean I don’t want good relationships. Fun relationships. Healthy connections. Good memories. People I adore and count on.
It’s just hard to do that when you have some childhood and early adulthood experiences that tell you people are a shit show, back away (while also being a codependent perfectionist). I told you, I had a lot going, lol!
Finding spaces like these outside of support groups gives me hope for humanity’s future. Truly. You hear so many stories on social media about narcissists, just bad behavior, and folks feeling truly hopeless about the way their relationships will go in the future. I found this little pocket of joy on Linked In!
Yall good people are out there. Healing people exist. In the flesh. They are out there. Don’t give up hope of finding them. Be open to new opportunities and trust yourself.
Because seriously, intuition played a major role in this experience. I actually had a job offer from a former colleague that payed more money and something said to me, “go to this other place instead” and I did! It ended up being a truly magical experience in my healing journey.
Take flight and find that tribe that helps you bandage up those hurt parts of yourself. You are worthy of it.
Santee Blakey is a Life Coach, Author, and Licensed Massage Therapist (because healing is mind and body). She spends her time in cafe's, taking walks, being super sensitive, loving on folks, and practicing to be a whole human being someday. Check out her blog and social media for tasty bits of perspective, empowerment and ways to grow in self love. Schedule a complimentary coaching session to grow your spiritual practices today!
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