About Me

Amy Greenleaf Brassert MSW RSW


I remember as a kid when asked “what do you want to do?” I would reply, “I want to help people”. My “helping career” began as a candy striper in high school. I wheeled patients to surgery (not something I’d be allowed to do these days!) and talked with them in the elevator. I was pretty shy but found it “easy” to talk to these people.

Help comes in many forms…

Over the years I have learned that help comes in many forms. That sometimes when we think we are helping we are not, that sometimes when we feel helpless we are not, and that sometimes, when we think we have “done nothing”, we have, on the contrary, helped beyond measure.

The power of a kind word or gesture still overwhelms me.

I am an explorer, an adventurer, a risk-taker, an organizer, a hopeful creator, a skier, a sometimes runner, a photographer and an artist, an appreciator of nature and an observer of relationships.

I thought I might describe myself as a “Relationship Re-combobulator”. Just like the place in the airport where you go after security to re-assemble yourself after being discombobulated by the process, my role is to help people “re-assemble” their relationships in new, creative and innovative ways that promote health and growth.

A little bit about my journey…

After graduating from college, in 1985 with a major in Psychology, I went to work “in the field” for two years before deciding to go back to earn my Masters of Social Work (MSW). I earned an MSW in 1989 from Simmons School of Social Work in Boston. After that, I moved from Boston to Seattle and Seattle to Toronto. Most recently, I relocated to Vancouver Island in September 2020 where I currently maintain a virtual practice, along with most of my colleagues, due to the COVID-19 pandemic.

serene ocean sunset image

I believe that change happens in relationship with others.

I hope we’ll cross paths, whether for a long or short while, no matter where you are on your relationship journey.

~ Amy Greenleaf Brassert

“I would love to live
Like a river flows
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding.”

~John O’Donohue