Safe spaces are not about creating walls, but about building bridges—bridges that connect individuals in a shared understanding, fostering a sense of belonging and genuine social connection. In the sanctuary of a safe space, hearts open, minds expand, and the tapestry of human connection is woven with threads of empathy, acceptance, and mutual respect.
South Asian Women’s Program
Empowerment, solidarity, and celebration define our South Asian Women's Group—a vibrant community where strength is found in diversity. Join us as we embark on a journey of mutual support, breaking barriers, and embracing the richness of our heritage. In this empowering space, we share stories, cultivate resilience, and forge lasting connections, creating a tapestry of strength that reflects the unique voices and experiences of South Asian women. Together, we thrive, inspire, and redefine what it means to be strong, bold, and beautifully South Asian.
About me:
Hi! I'm Esha: counselling student, writer, collector of books and art supplies I rarely use, dog-obsessed human. I was drawn to psychotherapy by my deep curiosity about human behavior and my desire to support people through relational safety and gentle exploration, underpinned by unconditional positive regard. I aim to help deepen our connections with ourselves and others, exploring unconventional pathways to a meaningful existence. I currently reside in Melbourne with my whimsical little dog, BiscottiWhy am I passionate about multicultural mental health?
Being of Indian-Australian heritage, I am a culturally and linguistically diverse person who has experienced a displaced sense of belonging and other cross-cultural challenges faced, particularly within immigrant families. Having experienced a deficiency of multicultural mental health services growing up, I am intimately familiar with the profound impact of this diversity gap and deeply passionate about serving our community to bridge this.
What gives you hope?
A person feeling seen. A person whose trauma has built concrete walls around their heart feeling safe enough to crack open a window and let someone peer through. Seeing people try for themselves and the ones they love. Seeing people start over, even when all feels lost. Seeing people at the bottom of a dark hole realizing there is still room for sunlight. The thought that everyone is a little insane, and perhaps, that means none of us really are. Someone's first therapy appointment. Someone's last. People asking for help. A dog's tail wagging. Every book containing its own vast, incredible universe. Valleys and little towns among the mountains. My mother's chai.