Leigh Berry
Harmonic Egg Guardian • Owner/Founder of Emerald Heart Sanctuary • Steward of The Holistic Practitioners Collaborative • Herbalist
The first time I met Leigh Berry was at a Merrimack Valley Chamber of Commerce wellness expo. I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but I hoped I might find other woo-woo people who had been drawn there, as I had, by the word wellness. Instead, I found a room filled largely with people promoting home healthcare agencies and selling insurance.
I wandered from table to table, searching for someone with that unmistakable spark of passion for their work.
Then I looked up into a pair of impossibly blue eyes. The table in front of them held a children’s book about a dinosaur and a small model of something called a Harmonic Egg.
I knew immediately: this woman was my people.
Leigh is the kind of person to whom I can say, “I think I may have been Anaïs Nin in a past life,” and she will respond—not with skepticism or even surprise, but with complete sincerity:
“That’s magnificent. I’m writing a play about Edna St. Vincent Millay.”
Leigh can meet another person inside the wild and beautiful reaches of their imagination without requiring them to come back and make themselves reasonable first. Her intuitive depth and creative openness allow people to follow the shimmering threads of their interior lives further than they might have dared to go alone.
Being with Leigh feels like resting in a warm bath.
There is something in her presence that makes me feel safe enough to be an amateur: naïve, earnest, curious, uncertain, still learning. She does not treat beginnerhood as an embarrassing stage to hurry through. She embraces it in herself, too.
Leigh is a constant and wholehearted student. She might be found in a weekly Sophia Circle studying The Sophia Code, learning about biofield tuning, attending a retreat devoted to Aura-Soma and chakra healing, or exploring some new territory at the edges of spirituality, creativity, and wellness. She enters these spaces with genuine wonder rather than the need to establish herself as the person who already knows. Her curiosity heals the people learning beside her—and, I suspect, sometimes the teachers as well.
Leigh is also delightfully naughty. When I showed her the photograph I had chosen for my business card, she studied it and said, “You look like you have a dirty little secret, and I love it.”
This is part of what makes her feel genuinely safe. Leigh does not merely tolerate another person’s strangeness. She delights in it. She can look directly at the part of you that feels excessive, improbable, inexperienced, or far beyond the edges of convention and say, with complete conviction:
“You are magnificent.”
And somehow, you believe her.
She offered me this same spacious curiosity while I was still defining my work and beginning to claim my identity as a witch. Early in the development of my business, she came to one of my witchy workshops. She did not wait for me to have a polished identity, an established audience, or external proof that the work mattered before offering her support. She arrived while I was still becoming.
And when I told her I had written a book, she immediately said that we should form a group and read it together. Then she made that happen. Leigh treated my writing as something worthy of collective time and attention long before I fully believed it was. Later, she gave up precious shelf space inside Emerald Heart Sanctuary to sell my book. She placed it among the fancy teas and electrolyte blends—and alongside the creations of other people in her community whose work she had also chosen to make visible.
These were not abstract expressions of encouragement. Leigh entered the room I was creating, gathered people around my words, and made a physical place for my work in hers.
That is how Leigh believes in people: materially, communally, and through action.
Emerald Heart Sanctuary feels like this gift made architectural. It is loving, dreamy, and extraordinarily beautiful—a place where people and possibilities are permitted to exist without apology. Even the Harmonic Egg at its center feels like an extension of Leigh herself: a protected chamber of light, color, and sound where someone can rest inside an experience before needing to understand or articulate it.
The people gathered around Leigh often include healers, artists, guides, and teachers whose work lives beyond the familiar boundaries of mainstream wellness. Their language may still be forming. Their practices may not fit neatly into an established category. Leigh gives them somewhere compassionate and curious enough to share what they are discovering.
The Holistic Practitioners Collaborative, which Leigh brought into being, extends that sanctuary into community. It offers people building unconventional healing practices somewhere to bring their questions, hopes, fears, and unfinished ideas. There, they can practice being seen among others who are also searching for language, resonance, and courage.
Leigh makes room for her people’s work, and not only after it has become impressive. Not only when its value has been confirmed by sales, credentials, institutions, or applause. She makes room for it when it is new and vulnerable—when the person creating it still needs to borrow someone else’s belief.
Some people recognize a creation once it is finished. Leigh recognizes the life inside it while it is still becoming.
She draws near, looks into its impossibly strange and tender heart, and says:
“You are magnificent. Let’s make room for you here.”
Visit Leigh’s Emerald Heart Sanctuary and try the Harmonic Egg