The Alchemist
A Christ-centered healing practice for the body that remembers, the desire that went quiet, and the gift you were born carrying. Energy work without pretence. Prayer without shame.
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”
Psalm 147:3
Six ways in. All of them the same door.
Hands, breath, and listening. I follow the light where it wants to go and tell you plainly what I see. Nothing is done to you — everything is done with you.
60 or 90 minutes · in person or distance
Your body kept the record. We move slowly enough that it can finally set it down — tremor, heat, tears, laughter, all welcome, all holy.
75 minutes · in person
Not reliving. Re-membering. We return to the moment with more love in the room than there was the first time, and let it be re-authored.
series of six · weekly
For shame that was taught, touch that was taken, and desire that went quiet. Fully clothed, fully consented, fully yours. Your rate of thaw sets the pace.
private · trauma-informed · no exposure
We stop negotiating with the body and start believing it. Hunger as guidance. Fullness as trust. Food returned to the table as a blessing instead of a verdict.
4-week walk · calls plus voice notes
You have been sensing things your whole life. Here you learn the difference between your fear and a word from the Spirit — and how to steward it without burning out.
apprenticeship · by conversation
01 · Arriving
We light a candle. You say what brought you. I do not need the whole story — the body will fill in what your mouth cannot.
02 · Listening
I place my hands and go quiet. Heat, images, phrases, memory. I speak only what is true and only what serves you.
03 · Turning
Something loosens: a grip in the hip, a held breath, a name you had not said out loud in years. We stay with it until it moves.
04 · Sealing
We close in prayer. What was opened is closed. You leave carrying only what is yours, and you leave with instructions for the week.
You have prayed about this and you have also felt things you were told not to speak of in church. Both are true. Neither one has to go.
You have done the talking therapy and the body still won't unclench. You have been the strong one for so long that rest feels like a language you never learned.
You feel other people's weather before they walk into the room, and you are tired of calling that a curse.
If you read that and something in your chest went quiet — that is the answer. Come.
A word from the practitioner
I was given hands that hear. For years I hid that, because the world wanted me to pick a side — spirit or science, church or gift. I don't pick. Christ is the fire I work by, and every sitting is simply this: light brought close to what has been kept in the dark, until it is no longer frightening.
I will never tell you what to feel, name a diagnosis, or ask you to hand me your discernment. You keep the authority. I hold the lamp.
The things people ask quietly.
The threshold
Tell me a little of what you are carrying. I respond personally, usually within two days, and I will tell you honestly whether this work is right for you.
Sliding scale honoured · no one turned away for money