By Naazi Morad When the Hands Feel Tied, but the Heart Still Wants to Give Some of us live with the feeling that our hands are tied behind our...
My name is Dhilnaaz, 💔but many of my clients know me as Naazi. Today marks twelve years since my mother passed away. And strangely, this year feels heavier than...
Who Do I Have? Finding Sanctuary in the Sacred In therapy, we often speak of attachment, of the emotional threads that bind us to safety, identity, and belonging. For...