Change is here. No doubt about that. There is some big-ass transformation going on. Why? Because it’s just time...and this is how it’s showing up. Much of what we reach for outside of ourselves, what we have thought will keep us safe and secure, is falling away. And in this, fear and vulnerability comes bounding fourth. It’s mostly not comfortable occupying these spaces. There’s no control. No clear trajectory. A desperate clinging to the idea that we should quickly put back

With the launch of our new retreats and workshops schedule, I’ve been asked a lot about how we operate – hold space, deal with trauma, actually find authentic voice and soul truth. And this is what I say…. There are a lot of workshops and retreats out there that go for the dramatic performance, promise the huge cathartic releases, step you into wildly confronting experiences and promise colossal outcomes…. been there, done that. I’ve certainly done my fair share of walking ac

F#@k, I have to say, I don’t like this word. Say something to get me riled up, and this is it. My daughter asked me about the word yesterday. She’d heard it in a song... and at school mass...and it was certainly a talking point at school recess. Consider that the word ‘virgin’ is one of the most mistranslated, misrepresented, misused, distorted and perverted terms by the early church, and used in the commodification of women, our bodys’, our sexuality. And it is still used in

As the old adage goes…we need to feelto heal. And why is this so, dear ones? I was asked yesterday about how the Sacred Women’s Work is different (or the same) as the positivity field which works on changing limiting thoughts and behaviours. And whilst I’m writing a blog piece about this, I wanted to share some immediate and initial thoughts. In a nut shell – what is often missed in the positivity field is the inherent and important need to feel…to sink down into, and embrace

Leaning into our shadows in order to heal can feel turbulent. The seas of my life today, in this moment, are wild and chaotic, dark and uncomfortable. I wish I can take back my secret prayers and calls for change. I want to put back the comfortable existence I once had. Transforming who I was, to who I am now, has the tendency to do that. Learning to hold myself in self-love through these times –these preciously, painful, turbulent human times –are what I’m all about. I remin

Escaped to Japan with my girls for a few weeks to pursue Wabi-Sabi – the Japanese philosophy for living a perfectly imperfect life. Home life is full of hurt at the moment and my deepest practice right now is to not let pain close me up, but rather open and grow me. ‘Wabi’is defined as ‘rustic simplicity’with a focus on a less-is-more. ‘Sabi’is translated to ‘taking pleasure in the imperfect.’A beautiful experience of this is the art of kintsugi. Yesterday an artist showed us

I was asked yesterday about how the Sacred Women’s Work is different (or the same) as the positivity field which works on changing limiting thoughts and behaviours. Great question! In a nut shell –what is often missed in the positivity field is the inherent and important need to feel…to sink down into, and tenderly embrace, feelings. Humans (We) are inherently feeling beings – and our world/schools/businesses/families/religions have tried to repress this innate(ness) in all o

The first thing about being woman is that you have a direct link, a stream of consciousness, to the divine feminine. A force and an essence so immensely powerful that people in the past have tried to suppress, control and lock it away. But this divine essence is our birthright and runs through us all when we take the time and drop into its essence. You know it’s there, don’t pretend that it doesn’t. Take the time now, in this moment, to drop inside and connect with her. Place

What we keep hidden in the darkness, those places tucked away for no one to see, are also made of love. I am learning how to L.O.V.E every sacred itty-bit of me. I know that others will disown parts of me and what I do, because they can’t love that in themselves. So I’ve gotten good at holding myself close AND….keeping a container of people around me that I hold dear. This is part of why we curate the Sacred Women’s Way. It’s our offering. Take a look at our meditation circle

I internally wrestle with the celebration of Mother’s Day each and every year. Firstly, it doesn’t take much scratching of the relentless consumerist veneer to reveal the tokenistic gestures and ugly devaluing of motherhood that still exists. I don’t know about you, but I don’t feel that a discounted wheel alignment adequately honours motherhood. And how many polyester dressing gowns and kitchen appliances does one woman need after all. But I could be wrong? Then there’s som