The Encounter
I bring back what you can’t reach from where you’re standing.
You’re carrying something you can't quite name — for whatever reason, at whatever intensity.
Something is eating you, you feel flat or broken, just somehow beside yourself; you feel off in your body. Bring the specific thing, the vague thing, the thing you feel bad about.
Come as you are.
…l'ennui. l'ombrage. le pique…
The restless, unnamed dissatisfaction that has no clean English translation — that’s what this is for.
Be with someone who sees you before you speak
Who can sense the weight of what you're carrying before you've found the words for it. Who will not be surprised by anything you say, and will not make it about wrongness. I have seen more of the human experience than most people will in three lifetimes, come as you are.
Fortunes told. Futures improved.
One hour.
Phone call.
No intake form.
You bring whatever is alive. I tell you what’s underneath it.
An Encounter that changes things.
