Testimonials

I’m leaving this aquatic session with something rare: a lasting sense of calm, subtle yet deeply rooted. This timeless Watsu session offered me much more than just a moment of relaxation. It opened up a space of trust, letting go, and silent listening, where body and mind could finally let go of their defences.
In the water, everything becomes simpler.
We forget.
We breathe differently.
We let ourselves be carried.
We receive.
There, I encountered a presence that was just right, attentive, and generous. Support characterised by respect, gentleness, and genuine human kindness.
Thank you for this suspended moment. Thank you for this invisible yet essential generosity. Thank you for this care that doesn’t seek to impress, but to connect. A rare, precious, and profoundly life-affirming experience.

I had the immense blessing of experiencing a Watsu session at Quiet Healing Center.
It was far beyond words. I could explore unconscious parts of myself, higher energies, the world of water. I felt connected to life, death, love itself.
Each touch, each movement made me feel completely safe, cared for, fully seen, and held in total connection.
The therapist opens a field of healing with no boundaries, in which you keep your free will and can explore how far as you wish.
With no expectation, only presence.
It is a unique and unforgettable experience that I recommend to every human being who wants to remember who they are.
The therapist incarnated the way a practitioner can put herself at the service of love and healing.
Thank you.

Leticia Angelica Hurteau, Body & Energy Practitioner

I thought it was going to be a pleasant massage in the water, just being shifted around smoothly in a tempered swimming pool. It was a lot more than that, and it turned out to be one of the most beautiful and relaxing experiences I remembered in the water. And I have had a few, being Pisces, borderline Aquarius, brought up in the sea from childhood, an oceanographer, and a scuba diver. Nothing prepared me for my first Watsu experience. I did not need to be prepared. Relaxing in the water in the hands of a professional was more than enough. I got a lovely therapist woman explaining to me the basic procedures. Her tone and manners were confident, relaxing, reassuring. It was not difficult to trust her, and before I knew it, I was in the warm hold of the water and her arms. What cannot be explained should not be explained. Feelings from the senses and emotions have that mysterious quality. I learned fast from her: let go, shut up and enjoy… talk or describe later. And so I did.

What I felt was beyond trust. I was literally in her hands. I felt protected, cared about. I immediately felt the universal mother in her gentle touch and cuddly embrace. I suppose childhood memories were triggered and woken up from the past, maybe even before birth. She made me swim like a dolphin, cut the sea like a whale, dive like an orca, dance like a tango master, then cuddle like a child in blissful embrace. I realised my neediness, my strength and innocence all at once and it felt healthy.

I felt as if I was dancing a tango in slow motion, where your partner does all the work and leads you like a skilful puppeteer or ventriloquist, moving the frame of a slightly damaged puppet around through the water as if propelled by a mysterious engine or a soft ocean current.

My eyes closed. At times, I tried to figure out what she was doing to my body and how she managed the gentle and dynamic contortions, but it was easy to let go of that silly road of curiosity. The “how she does it” would come another time. Now it was definitely time for joy, time for the senses, time to just feel, turn, drift and twist like a baby whale being trained by her mother after birth. Then the drifting water sliding against my body, pore by pore, turned into a warm summer breeze. It could be air, I thought, not water… My senses were somehow crossing over into territories beyond the accepted script. I could hear my breathing and glimpses of soft music, but the pressure of her hands, fingers and hand, and the constant drift of the water past my body dominated the feeling of joy. Then came the immersions. Perfect in length and time. Like a dolphin in formation diving in and out as he progresses through the water with occasional jumps and show-offs. Gentle twists and turns, stretching, arching, wave-like motions like a mermaid, pressure points activated by wise hands and gentle fingers. None of the sometimes invasive and slightly painful finger attacks of regular massages in the dry dock. And always the sense of security, the trusting, the embrace of my dancing mermaid and care of the mother… nature.

I was finally positioned vertically to wake up slowly from this wonderful and literal wet dream! My feet touched the ground again. The floating and gravity-less feeling faded. I was grounded again. A special emotion took over me for a few seconds. My tears hesitated, and just before deciding to make their appearance, something strange and unexpected happened: the water from my head happened to drop and trickle down my face exactly where my tears would have formed and run down. It felt like my tears, but it was water. The emotion passed gently. The joyful feeling remained.

Alan, oceanographer & scuba diver

To be held in the water with such transparency and listening allowed me to access deep layers of my personal life as much as different levels of understanding the existence and its origin. Through the nuance of firmness and lightness brought by the therapist, I felt I could travel and unite the experience of my own individuality with the whole, and it felt like a powerful reconnection and imprint in my body.
During the session, I could release and see how I needed to earn the right to receive. This was transformative to allow myself to fully receive without any relevance, and I am grateful that the therapist could hold a safe space for my body and being to understand that I am worth receiving without any conditions.

Alaya, dancer, creator

The session had a profound effect on me, it feels like it has supported me to come home to myself, out of an anxious-fearful state and into a groundedness. The way you held me, in a safe and sacred way allowed a real internal shift, it truly was experienced as “being with” in the most subtle sense of felt experience. You were completely ‘with’ me throughout the session, that level of presence is rare, it allowed me to let go of my mind completely, listen deeply into my body and together it became a healing dance.
You are a gifted channel and therapist, thank you from my heart to yours for your support.

Craig, therapist

A magical slow flow, in a magical place. Very much aware and respectful of my needs with a deep listening. I loved the togetherness exploration/total improvisation, laissant toute la place au moment présent, à l’expression spontanée. Ce que l’eau avait à dire a aussi été mis en avant.
A good balance blend of movements and moments of stillness, each with grace and ease offered all possibilities.
A fluid giver receiver’s embrace of our liquid bodies in this moment of connection and surrender.
The quality of touch had a perfect balance of care, precision & softness with the pressure needed for deep tissues and joints massage & relaxation.
You have the yin yang ☯️ power!
Loved it.
Merci.

Gali, dancer, therapist

It was the end of a long process for her, many years, perhaps lifetimes. Or so it felt. She was ready for something else, something that would make it possible to relax. Some place where she could just be, without having to be something, someone. Without having to be special. She was greeted by a most beautiful man. Self-contained with a tall, lean body. They sat on a bench outside the shower area for a pre-session intake.

Wet from the shower before entering the warm, therapy pool, she was only slightly self-conscious of her middle-aged body in a bathing suit. “What do you expect from this session?”
His soft voice, his demeanour reflecting an ease of having done this intake countless times. She knew that any answer would be perfectly acceptable to him. “Well, this is my first Watsu, so I’m not really sure what to expect. I guess I’m ready to dive into the unknown.” And it was true. The unknown was starting to be more and more of a comfortable and interesting place. She welcomed it. “Wonderful. That’s a great attitude. Still, what would you expect to happen?”
“I guess probably a deeper letting go than having previously experienced, some other level I don’t know about.” She hoped this was true. She felt relatively relaxed in her life, but there were so many layers of holding. They never seem to completely drop. She had received so many types of massage and body work, but no matter how many or which treatment, there was always more tension, more contraction, seemingly no end to the control in her body. Even now, when life was relatively good. Maybe receiving a session in the water would be different.

“However, water has never been my medium of choice, I’m not really a water person.” He paused, and she felt him taking his time, his voice even slower, softer.
“Have you had any difficult experiences with water? Anything from your past?” She considered all the traumas of the past 53 years, remembering only a complete panic attack at her first, and only attempt at scuba diving. She rushed to the top of the water as soon as she realised she couldn’t breathe from her nose. It was actually terrifying. “No, no traumas.” “Great, then I’ll explain a little about how this works.” His voice was reassuring, and she was already ready to get into the warm pool and surrender.

“You allow yourself to be led. After a while, I’ll give you this nose clip to place on your nose. I’ll squeeze you gently like this.” He gave her arm a gentle squeeze, and proceeded to explain. “Then I’ll slowly pull your face into the water and bring it back up again. Is that ok?” She nodded, and he gave her the nose clip to try and breathe now only through her mouth. She wasn’t crazy about it, but she liked the squeezing part.

The water was warm and inviting. She waited inside the pool until he was standing in front of her. She closed her eyes, and he held her afloat in the water. She felt completely supported, and they floated together this way, as he moved her around like a fish. There was beautiful ocean music and Indian chants being piped through the stereo. She let herself be held. Soon he began kneading the stiff parts in her neck, along her spine. It felt divine to be supported in the water and massaged at the same time. Her body became heavier.
He moved to her arms and chest, gently stretching and kneading, all the while gliding her in circular movements in the water. Then her face was caressed and massaged with a loving touch while her head was pulled and lengthened in all directions, her cheek dropped on his arm. She relaxed a little more. Next her legs and hips, then back again to the spine, face, chest, arms. Gliding in his arms and dropping, dropping.

He handed her the nose clip, and she placed it on her nose. He gave the gentle squeeze signal, and before she could prepare herself, her face was in the water. A slight shock, and then again. She inhaled deeply to prepare, and this time exhaled in the water. It was strange and also kind of nice. She was down longer, and each time a little longer. Next time there was water in her mouth. She pulled off the nose block and gasped for breath. He cooed encouragingly. She put it back on, and he submerged her entire body in the water. She tried to relax. Then each time a little longer, long, bubbly exhales in the water. She was swimming underwater like a baby dolphin, submerged in the warm blue. She began to relax underwater after exhaling. Swimming together in his arms. He gathered her body and cradled her as a newborn, her cheek resting on his arm.

She forgot herself and allowed herself to be cradled, cooed, her face caressed. Again, and again, submerged in deeper waters with no breath, no surface no ground. An eternity. Now an old woman in her after death, held in someone’s arms. Completely relaxed. Now a newborn breathing in water, now in the afterlife moving through a blue eternity. Only love. Only bliss.
Exhale.

Rachel Yona-Shalev, writer, influencer

As I found my feet, stood up and walked out of the pool, I felt like I was walking in a new body. I felt freer, more alive, I remembered forgotten ways in which my body could move, feel & breathe… So much moved through me in the water. Sounds, sighs, heaviness, joy, pleasure as the water & the therapist’s intuitive hands held me, allowed me to move & moved me.
Movements that came from deep within, movements that were done for me with a continuous attunement for my Yes and attunement to what wants to happen.
I entered into the water in a partially collapsed state. I walked out being able to stand tall, able to feel so much of myself I felt foreign (in a very good way), feel my breath going into my belly. The usual noose around my lower chest – contracted diaphragm nowhere to be felt.
It was eye-opening to see how much tension, chronic contraction my neck and shoulders held.
Feeling grateful for the support, spaciousness and openness I was gifted with.

The day after I felt so much pain in my neck and shoulder blades/upper shoulders-neck area. The pain in the neck is still there, but much less – almost gone. I am wondering if partly it’s because I moved-stretched beyond my capacity & partly it’s because the tightness-stuckness has been there and only now I’m in touch with it/noticing it. Seems like there is truth in both.
I felt stuck in a friendship and I found the spaciousness and courage to feel into the grief and let go and restore ease, flow and openness within me around the connection.

Saud

Yesterday’s session was definitely the most interesting one I’ve ever experienced. The first part was a beautiful melody of leading and following, igniting spontaneity, joy, flow and connection.
The second part flowed seamlessly with no need for verbal communication into a deeply relaxing giver-led session, where the energy felt perfectly in tune with the first part, and I emerged relaxed, yet full of sparkly energy.
Thank you. ✨

Tamar, Integral “Education-ist”, Liquid Flow Provider

My journey in water: While it was decided between Ankit and me that I’m going to do a Watsu basic course, I was also very curious to experience it. I wanted to know what I had agreed to get into. Ankit suggested that I take a Watsu session. And it did make sense to take it from the therapist, who was also my course instructor. I signed up for the session. It took nearly two weeks for the appointment to hold good, thanks to the rain gods, who were being extremely generous at the time.
Finally, the day arrived, and I met the therapist. A tall guy with soft manners and warm eyes. It was so easy to trust him. He led me to the pool, and I closed my eyes. My memory of that one hour is of feeling like a fish, flowing like one. In and above water. Freedom. So much freedom and peace. Above water, little by little, I remember my thoughts turning into colours. An explosion of colours. A rainbow. And then an ocean. Blue and vast.
Underwater, I felt the world around and inside me go quiet. Completely, absolutely quiet. The kind of silence I had never experienced before. So physical in nature. Everything literally muted. Stopped. Resting. Breathing. Holding. The pool in that instant for me became pensive, and I could feel feelings, unknown, unacknowledged, seep through my brain and leave. Forever. I didn’t bother to analyse what those feelings were. They didn’t matter as they weren’t there anymore. I felt light. In my body, in my mind, but most of all, in my heart.

Pooja Gautam, Watsu Practitioner & Instructor