I grew up on a farm in northern Victoria, Australia to two hard-working parents who broke a lot of the moulds of dairy farming practices. They were pioneers, and even though they divorced when I was just three, their spirit of courageous innovation was bred into my bones. After many years as the heir to my mother’s farm, and then breaking the narrow moulds set for women in the dairy industry worldwide, I finally and painfully at age 37 decided that this lifestyle was suffocating my spirit. I uprooted myself and pursued energy medicine, spirituality, and new realities with abandon.
I was like a bird set free from a cage. I lost friends, my family backed away, people called me crazy, but I forged ahead anyway.
I know first-hand the sacrifice and the limitation-busting joy of what it is to give back all that has been handed down, the good and the bad. I would never ask you to go to any place I have not already been. In my book, that’s the definition of authenticity. As a woman, as a single mother to two young children, and as a human being at this crazy-intense time of ascension on our mother planet, I know that playing small will never satisfy our soul-yearning for freedom.
Like the land on which I work and live, I am transparent. You can take the barefooted girl out of the farm, but the Earth is still as intimate to me as my own skin. In fact, she is inseparable from the healing and soul-shift work I offer. I think it is because of my deep connection to the Earth that I love being direct: when to call a spade a spade, and when to honour pain as real inside the container of compassionate sacred space. Every expression is welcome.
Together we can work through anything that withers your soul — including cultural expectations, family obligations, seemingly insurmountable obstacles — so you may come to a greater realisation of your truth, your power, and your immortal spirit. The only promise I make is that I will be myself with you. No fancy words. Just down-to-Earth healing, guidance and mentorship.