The space that held me

I had a nervous breakdown. Not the dramatic, movie-scene kind — the slow kind. The kind that creeps in under the weight of years. Of doing, absorbing, performing. This is the story of what happened when I finally stopped, and what it taught me about repair, rest, and remembering who I am — before the breaking point.

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Structure for the Unconscious

In trauma recovery, not everything can be spoken — and not everything needs to be. Ritual offers a symbolic structure where the body can begin to feel what the mind may not yet understand. This piece explores how traditional Balinese practices, when held with care and cultural integrity, can gently support therapeutic work by giving form to the formless, reverence to the unspoken, and presence to what’s been waiting to be met.

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Beyond Words

Bali was a season in my life. Like adolescence, like grief, like the slow reshaping that happens when you’re no longer who you were—but not yet who you’ll become.

There, I stepped into what Jung might call the third space. Not just as a concept, but as a lived experience: where ritual didn’t just honour change—it gave it form.

This piece isn’t about replacing clinical frameworks. It’s about widening the field of what healing can mean—beyond language, into something felt, embodied, and respectfully held.

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Part 2: Recovery from Burnout — What Healing Actually Looks Like

Recovery hasn’t felt like a breakthrough. It’s felt like a shedding. I am not who I was when I left, and returning to my life has felt like waking up in someone else’s dream. Everything familiar—but slightly off. I’m not just reclaiming my energy. I’m reclaiming myself. It doesn’t look like bouncing back. It looks like thawing. At first, you’re still. Then you’re soft. Then, slowly, you start to feel again—the ache, the grief, the hunger—for life, for joy, for yourself.

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