Soothing Conversations with Chantal
I offer a gentle, safe, non-judgemental space where you can heal grief and trauma through art, talking therapy, and spiritual support. Always at your own pace.
When I was at the worst of my grief, I found it so hard to find the words. Luckily, I had an art practice and was able to dive in. When you book a session, you don't have to talk if it's too hard. We can start with doodles, marks on paper, or even traces of colour. Art has that ability to connect us to our emotions and I wouldn't be surprised if you found yourself creating something powerful, even
When someone is experiencing grief or trauma, don't say to them, call me when you need anything.
They won't. They can't.
Ask them what they need. Sometimes, they will know. Sometimes they won't.
Keep checking in. Go round and see what is needed. Shopping. Washing up. Cleaning. Ironing. Making food. Or to simply sit with them.
My body is remembering as I feel out of sorts. Lethargic. Annoyed. Sad. Unmotivated. The first anniversary of my friend's death.
17/06/2026
"I believe you' - being believed is its own kind of comfort.
When you feel unseen, misunderstood, distressed, and unsure of how your experience of pain, grief, or trauma will be received, these words are meaningful to hear.
Your whole body relaxed. There is such a sense of relief. Someone believes me and my story.
It opens a door for it all to pour out and for healing to begin.
It has been said to me in a professional capacity and I have said this to clients. Because I know what it is like to hear those three words.
Art is healing. But a blank page is scary.
It brings up all sorts of old stories.
Rather than getting excited.
Grief changes you.
Grief helps you find out who you are. Not that you want this.
Grief reveals some long held desires and passions.
This on turn brings you back into life.
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Lighting a candle for my father. 🕯
27 years today.
His sudden death pulled the rug out from under me. My world turned upside down. I had no idea what had happened. How to deal with grief and the deep rage that followed as it wasn't talked about. Still isn't, really.
It is said that where there is love, there is grief.
I didn't understand this as I was so fearful of my father. I wanted him dead until my late teens. Then I moved across the world to get away from him. Well, physically at least.
Six months before he died on his last trip back to Australia, something shifted. Ever so slightly. There was hope. There was a nod to something wanting to change from his side.
Then gone. Just like that.
Grief lives with you forever. You don't just get over it. Forget the person. They will always be part of your life. How can they not be?
In this case, my father is within me. In my blood. In my DNA.
It has taken years to see him differently. For the man he was behind the alcohol-fuelled rages.
That is the man I grieve for. Having said that. My father is with me every day in spirit. Guiding me. Supporting me. Giving me clear messages.
That is the love I now hold in my heart.
Cleansing your space creates room for fresh energy and clearing stagnant energy.
It feels lighter and supports a clearer mind.
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| Tuesday | 12pm - 5pm |
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| Thursday | 12pm - 5pm |
| Friday | 11am - 5pm |
| Saturday | 11am - 3pm |