Sammah is like the long, soothing exhale after a hot summer, when the breeze of a new season brushes your cheek. Their gifts are expansive and bountiful with a bright, piercing love.

What is it like to be witnessed by Sammah? It's like walking. And Sammah is like moonlight - on a dark night when the moon peeks through the windows and clouds, Sammi illuminates the path already there in front of me. It was hard to see before my eyes adjusted. But I knew the moon was there even when the clouds passed back over, and Sammah's voice ushered me further. Like a soft glow. Warm. I feel safe. They build me up, but not with fluff - rather of stones, shaped by the river and stacked. Bit by bit with their honest and true encouragement. The ability Sammah has to be a mirror and a friend along this quiet night walk makes it one of peaceful nature.

I’ve never felt more seen by anyone than I have by Sammah. Being truly seen is vulnerable, but it’s also incredibly freeing. Sammah has the remarkable ability to tune into energy, body language, eye contact, tone of voice—the subtle cues that often reveal more than we realize. It’s as if there’s nowhere to hide, but that’s only good news if you’re ready to stop hiding any part of yourself. Sammah has a gift for uncovering blind spots we may not even know exist. To fully embrace and soften into this process, we need someone who can mirror these parts of ourselves with kindness, patience, and empathy. Sammah is exactly that person. They are non-judgmental, deeply compassionate, and warm—having navigated their own struggles and emerged with a desire to help others do the same. They embody unconditional love and it is a blessing to be witnessed by them while traversing the waves of life.

Being witnessed by Sammah is being witnessed by true Love: Someone that knows and sees you with deep empathy, because they have known and seen themselves with deep empathy. When I started working with Sammah, the deepest medicine was being seen in all my purely honest, chaotic, broken, vain, lustful, angry selves. Everything is invited, everything is embraced, everything can breathe and dance. Working with them, I got to play again. To flow again. To make silly noises, to make gross noises, to reclaim that self who doesn’t want to perform adulthood, perform humanness. I could do that because I know the Rock that Sammah is— that they let themselves be all the flavors of human. Being with Sammah is being with your own Truest Self. It's allowance. It’s healing of all the parts hidden, and it’s so so safe.

Sammah is a prism. What passes through them is transmuted into something larger and more radiant- just from their mere existence. Sammah is solid and fluid. A shapeshifter who only ever gives their best and most.