Hi, it’s Ericka – I’m so glad you’ve found your way here. Welcome to our first Little Lights Letter. It felt right to begin here, with the heart of our name and the vision that sparked this practice.
The vision for the name ‘Little Lights’ first began with the way I see children and youth. Our young people are remarkable in ways that are often overlooked. They carry strength, creativity, wisdom, and depth – qualities that too often don’t get the credit they deserve. Even in the hardest circumstances, they still manage to shine in ways that are brave, surprising, and deeply moving. They remind me why this work matters.
As I continued reflecting, I realized this way of seeing isn’t only about our young people. It’s about all of us. Each of us carries something within – sometimes quiet, sometimes bold, all which helps us through the heavy and tender seasons of life. What therapy makes possible is a space to notice those parts, to nurture them, and to remember that we don’t have to carry things alone.
In my work, I’ve learned that healing doesn’t usually arrive as a lightning bolt or a single, dramatic breakthrough. More often, it shows up quietly. In subtle moments that carry deep meaning.
It’s in the quiet pride of a child who finishes something they thought they couldn’t. It’s in the teenager who dares to try again after disappointment. It’s in the small shift of someone realizing “maybe I can handle this differently this time.”
These small, human moments are the ones I hold close. Not because they’re perfect or polished, but because they are real. Not instead of research, but alongside it. My training and experience remind me that healing is most effective when we use approaches that are both evidence-based and deeply human.
Little Lights Therapy was born from this belief – that ordinary moments of honesty and connection matter. Little Lights Letters grew from the same place: the hope for a space of reflections that don’t pretend to be perfect answers, but instead remind us that we are still learning, still walking, still human.
My hope is that Little Lights Letters will one day grow into something larger than just my voice. A collective journal of sorts – a space where parents, youth, caregivers, community members and professionals can anonymously share their own reflections. Stories of resilience, moments of struggle, and little truths offered so that others can read them and know they are not alone.
Because healing is rarely a solo act. It’s something we carry and shape together. And sometimes, a single shared story can be its own kind of light – guiding the way for ourselves and others.
So here we are at the beginning. Thank you for being here, for reading, and for walking with us. I’m grateful you’re here.
With warmth,
Ericka
If anything here resonates, I’d love to hear what landed for you. You’re welcome in this space.
