I didn’t set out to become a healer.
I set out to become a yoga teacher.
Then life had other plans.
In 2019, I travelled to India to complete my yoga teacher training. I spent three months travelling, learning, practising and doing what I loved.
And then I got very sick.
About Me
After a rafting accident where our boat capsized and I nearly drowned, I continued travelling without realising I was becoming seriously unwell. By the time I reached Goa, I had spent four nights barely sleeping, sweating through fevers and feeling pain throughout my body.
I ended up in hospital with typhoid and dengue and spent the next ten days there.
I eventually came home to Australia thinking I would recover.
I didn't,
I lost the person I thought I was.
Before India, I was strong.
I taught group fitness. I exercised constantly. My podcast was taking off. I was busy, independent and convinced I knew how my life was supposed to look.
Then suddenly my body couldn't do what I told it to do.
I couldn't exercise.
Some days I couldn't walk very far.
I couldn't attend yoga classes.
Things that had once been effortless became exhausting.
For around four years, I lived with chronic fatigue and a body that seemed to have completely different plans for me.
There were good days, followed by weeks where I needed to recover.
And honestly, it was hard.
It was physically exhausting, but the identity part was just as difficult. I had always understood myself through what I could do, how much energy I had and how much I could give to other people.
Suddenly, I had to stop.
And in that stopping, I began to realise how little I actually listened to myself.
I learned to listen.
In 2021, I found energy healing through my own healing work with Kay Gibbons-Buckwell.
It wasn't a magic answer.
It was the beginning of a different relationship with myself.
I started paying attention to my body.
What was happening inside me.
What I actually had capacity for.
What I felt.
What I needed.
What I wanted.
And what I had been overriding for years.
That same year, I trained in Yin Yoga.
At the time, Yin was one of the few forms of movement I could manage consistently. I loved the slowness of it, but more than that, I loved what happened when I was still enough to actually notice myself.
A sensation.
A thought.
An emotion.
Resistance.
Discomfort.
The impulse to move away.
The choice to stay.
The practice taught me something I now come back to constantly:
You can learn to listen.
And listening changed everything.
My healing wasn't one huge breakthrough.
It was a series of very small decisions.
Noticing something.
Being honest about it.
Listening.
Making a different choice.
Trying again.
Learning that I could trust myself to follow through.
I began to understand that healing wasn't about becoming a better version of myself.
It was about getting to know myself well enough to recognise what was actually mine.
The beliefs I'd inherited.
The expectations I'd absorbed.
The roles I'd taken on.
The things I'd been doing because I thought I should.
The ways I'd learned to abandon myself in order to belong, be loved, be useful or keep things comfortable.
And slowly, I started putting some of that down.
Eventually, I remembered how to live.
One of the biggest things I learned during those years was that I wasn't actually living the life I wanted.
I wasn't living where I wanted to live.
I wasn't travelling.
I wasn't doing work that inspired me.
I had become very good at functioning, but I wasn't particularly good at asking myself what I wanted.
So I started asking.
And then I started acting on the answers.
Eventually, I left the work that no longer felt right and built my own business.
And years after becoming sick in India, I travelled overseas again.
I spent four months travelling solo through Europe.
Every morning, I woke up and had to decide.
Where am I going?
Who do I want to see?
What do I want to do?
How do I want to spend today?
It sounds simple.
But after years of feeling like my body and my life were something I had to manage, there was something incredibly powerful about realising:
I get to choose.
That trip brought me back to parts of myself I had forgotten.
Play.
Pleasure.
Curiosity.
Adventure.
Independence.
Joy.
And eventually, a much simpler understanding of what healing was actually for.
Life.This is the work I do now.
I don't believe you need fixing.
I believe you're a human being who has lived a life.
You've had experiences. You've been influenced by people. You've learned ways of behaving. You've formed beliefs. You've protected yourself. You've adapted.
Some of those things may still belong to you.
Some may not.
The work, as I see it, is learning to tell the difference.
That's why I begin with listening.
Your body is part of the conversation.
So are your emotions, thoughts, patterns and intuition.
In my work, we create space to notice what's happening rather than immediately trying to change it.
Sometimes that happens through intuitive energy healing.
Sometimes through Yin.
Sometimes alongside horses, nature or cacao.
The modality matters, but it isn't the point.
You are the point.
My role isn't to tell you who to be.
I'm not here to tell you what your life means, what decision you should make or what you need to do next.
I can offer what I notice.
I can ask questions.
I can reflect something back to you.
I can work intuitively and help you pay attention to what may otherwise be easy to miss.
But ultimately, your life belongs to you.
My role is to be a guide while you learn to become your own.
Because the more you listen to yourself, the more you begin to trust yourself.
And the more you trust yourself, the easier it becomes to make choices that actually belong to you.
I don't think healing is about becoming perfect.
I don't want to help you build a life where you're constantly trying to optimise yourself.I want you to know yourself.
To know when something feels right.
To know when it doesn't.
To be able to say no.
To say yes because you actually mean it.
To feel your feelings without believing every feeling has to become a problem to solve.
To change your mind.
To make mistakes.
To take risks.
To love people.
To be loved.
To create.
To play.
To experience pleasure.
To experience grief.
To have messy days.
To grow.
To change.
To be completely, imperfectly human.
Because after everything I've learned, I don't think healing is the destination.
Healing is part of what allows us to live.
And really, all we need to do is live.
A small note about my work.
My approach is grounded in intuitive energy healing, body awareness, Yin Yoga and reflective conversation. I offer these as complementary wellbeing practices and they aren't a substitute for medical or psychological care.
