Two Healers

Its such a beautiful feeling, the moment two healers meet in true equality. Not teacher and student. Not giver and receiver. But two souls, side by side, exchanging.

Today reminded me of that.

I’d gone to see a healer friend — no treatments booked, no agenda, just a brew. That in itself was unusual. Normally our chats come after energy work, or in passing on the phone when one of us is processing something big. But this time, the pull was simply to sit, to share space.

And what unfolded was powerful.

We’d spoken many times about the one question healers often don’t get asked: “How are you?” It sounds so simple, but when your life’s path is to hold space for others, the instinct is always to deflect. “I’m fine, how are you?” The conversation slips straight back to the other person, because that’s the way we’re wired. You first. Always.

But today, something shifted. My friend was heavy, and for the first time, I felt myself not as the student but as the equal. Writing has given me that — the ability to step into my own power, to trust that my lived experience has weight, and that sharing it might bring another perspective. I realised in that moment that I had something to give back, not as a pupil echoing the teacher, but as a healer in my own right.

The funny part? A few days ago, during my own self-healing, I got interrupted. Not by the phone, or the dog, but by my guides. Out of nowhere: “Stop what you’re doing, this message isn’t for you — it’s for him.” Honestly, I rolled my eyes.

Never in my life had I been more grateful to be attuned to reiki than that morning… what the hell was that moon energy?! 😂✨

I messaged him straight after, because really, there's no one else that would understand more that Spirit can shoehorne someone else’s message into your private healing. We laughed about it later, but I think that’s where the nudge for the brew came in.

When he shared today, my whole head buzzed — that familiar hum that says, pay attention. My body often mirrors other people’s energy, and this time it was undeniable. So I offered intuitive healing, and he accepted. The details are private, but the depth of the work was undeniable.

Afterwards, we hugged. And that'sthe part that stayed with me: the hug itself was unintentional medicine.

There’s safety in a healer’s hug.

But between two healers there is not always energy transfer. No imbalance, no one giving more than the other. Instead, there is energy merging. An energy match. Two heart chakras meeting and holding steady — not reflecting, not deflecting, simply merging into resonance.

That’s the power of two healers.

A hug between us is not always about fixing, not about proving who knows more. It’s the meeting of light through cracks, the amplification of truth through presence. Sometimes, the real healing isn’t always in the treatment, but in the conversation, the recognition, the hug that simply holds.

It's recognition.

Two healers don’t complete each other. They meet each other.

And that meeting can be the medicine we didn’t even know we needed.