I'm a mother, a business owner, a daughter, a sister, a partner and a friend.

I am a woman.

A woman who, for some time, was pretty lost. Not lost in a physical sense (the town I live in is far too small for that), or even really in a "life purpose" sense - my business was going well, I knew my parenting path... I was lost in myself. In who I am, was, in who I wanted to be. In what mattered to me, in how I faced the world and the challenges that came my way. In where my boundaries lay. In where I placed my energy and my focus. In what I manifested.

Bravery came for me in a dark dark place, and it came like a crazy woman bearing a blazing torch thrust in front of me. I couldn't ignore it and I certainly needed the light.

And here is the plot twist - the crazy torch bearer was me. Not some knight in shining armour on bended knee, not some external force pulling me up and away, no - I saved myself. Because at the end of the day, we are the only ones with that amount of power in our own lives.

My story isn't uncommon. It is one a lot of women tell - hopes and dreams abound, pieces of ourselves so big and bright and then, a shift. For me it was marriage, motherhood. Getting absorbed in the everyday. Giving myself bit by bit entirely to others with very little coming back. Overfunctioning, absolutely. And yet, in my case, somehow finding skills and success in building a business from the ground up. Alongside all the noise.

But all at a cost.

Skip to more recent times. The end of a sour, oppressive marriage and the start of a season where grief, freedom, fear, confidence, change and love can all coexist like an outrageous harmony that is both catastrophically loud and painfully silent.

Somewhere in there, when the brave was so small, when my voice, my purpose, my focus was so hidden, I saw myself. There she was - albeit at the bottom of a huge crater - but she was there. And how I loved her for it. So, I did the work. I made the tough calls, I swallowed the fear, I asked the questions, I pushed back on the answers and I stood in my truth; I did it scared. And as I did, that beautiful woman in the crater was lifted up and she floated right out of there.

I have 3 children. 2 magnificent girls and a brilliant son in the middle. I see my girls sometimes wandering this landscape I fled from. I realised it is both my responsibility and my privilege to help them navigate the twisted paths of self-doubt, of worry, of fear and of constraint that will lay before them their whole lives.

And it is my honour to be able to help you and your daughters, sisters, students, friends to find the peace, resilience, and absolute self love which form the only ladders out of the crater. It's a truly beautiful place out here and I can't wait for you to join me.