The Weight of What We Carry
Let’s talk about another kind of weight.
Not the one measured in kilos. Not the kind that fluctuates when you change your eating or exercise.
I mean the kind that settles quietly into your chest, your belly, your shoulders. The kind that builds up from years of holding it all together.
We all carry things that were never ours to hold.
The expectation to be strong.
To be nice.
To not be too much.
To keep things running — for your children, your partner, your family, your work.
To absorb other people’s emotions, to push through when you’re running on fumes.
To stay calm, even when something inside you is screaming.
This kind of weight doesn’t just disappear.
The body holds it.
In tight jaws. Tense backs. Exhausted bellies.
And sometimes… in softness. In weight gain. In a quiet thickening that whispers: “I need protection.”
Midlife is when it all comes to the surface.
We can’t override it anymore.
The mask of productivity gets heavy.
The body starts speaking louder — not to betray you, but to ask:
“Can we feel this now?”
In Chinese medicine, this makes sense.
Unprocessed emotions aren’t just mental. They become physical.
Grief can dry the lungs. Anger can make the liver qi stuck. Overthinking can drain digestion.
These aren’t metaphors — they’re lived, bodily truths.
And midlife is when those truths rise to the surface and ask to be felt.
You are not broken.
You’re someone who has lived, who has held so much, who is now being asked to soften.
If your body is changing — gaining weight, slowing down, becoming unfamiliar — it’s not failure.
It’s a message.
Maybe it’s time to lay something down. Maybe your body is asking for space. Gentleness. Compassion.
This is the work I do.
Not to fix you, but to support you in coming home to yourself — gently, somatically, and with deep respect for your story.
Through Qigong, hands-on healing, and the wisdom of Chinese medicine, I help you feel what your body has been trying to tell you — without judgment, without shame.
If this speaks to you, I’m here.
You’re not alone. You never were. And your body is ready for a different kind of care.
