Queer Shamanism is a collaboration between two queer therapists, healers, helpers - or whatever word you feel most comfortable using. We guide group processes designed for people who live and think beyond the binary, or outside the boxes society likes to build.
Want to know who we are? Here’s a little glimpse:
Hi, I’m Jayne - teacher, therapist, bookworm, rock climber, nature enthusiast and parent of both an amazing child and an alarming number of cats. Four that is.
I didn’t take a straight path here (in any sense). I started off teaching English, burned out spectacularly and then found my way into therapy - first as a client later I became a professional myself. Since 2016, I’ve been working as a therapist, trained in hypnotherapy, psychosocial and psychodynamic therapy and psychosomatic work. To top it all of I did a lot of shamanic mumbo-jumbo.
Shamanism caught my interest when I was a teenager. I think of it less as some mystical calling and more as something earthy and practical - witchy, intuitive, a bit messy and mostly about connection. I believe in the power of group work: singing, breathing, moving, laughing, crying - whatever it takes to meet yourself where you actually are. Together with my partner I'm happy to help people on their queer journey.
My name is Sanne – biologist by training, therapist by choice, queer parent of two and proud yarn hoarder.
I used to believe most things could be figured out with a book or a late-night Google search. I studied biology, got a master’s in science communication, worked in IT and kept ticking all the right boxes. Until I didn't
Coming out reshuffled everything. Suddenly the map I’d followed didn’t apply anymore. So I did the terrifying thing: Listen to my body. That path led to years of therapy, deep group work, yoga, somatic training and eventually, to shamanic practice. No big cosmic moment, but as a slow and steady: "This feels real, true and mine."
Now I help create spaces for others who live outside the lines – spaces where queerness, curiosity and deep change are welcome. I still love science. I still love wool, wildflowers and a good walk in the rain. But these days, I make more space for the unmeasurable. The real. The soft, the fierce, the not-yet-finished.