In the Room Where Nothing Happens (and Everything Does)

On the quiet work of holding space.

Written by AMANDA CHIRUMBOLO-MILLER
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The room is quiet.
The lights are dim.
Someone breathes.
Someone waits.

If you were to walk by, you might think nothing was happening.
But this is the work — the steady presence between effort and surrender.

In birth rooms, during sound baths, or in the soft hush after tears, I’ve learned that transformation doesn’t always announce itself.
It happens in waves of breath, inside bodies remembering how to trust themselves again.

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