18/06/2025
I enrolled in a $25K kinesiology course without a job.
I had just landed back in Perth bringing with me a shaky marriage in the UK.
No job. No income. Just heartbreak, a credit card, and an unshakable pull toward kinesiology.
The decision made no โlogicalโ sense.
But something in me said: โDo it anyway.โ
Every week I showed up to class.
I didnโt speak much about what I was going through.
Just said I was a student.
Smiled. Took notes. Got on the table.
What no one knew was that I was processing a lot behind the scenesโ
A marriage breakdown.
Family drama.
Massive emotional upheaval.
I was living in two worlds.
One was opening me up to my inner worldโ
Mother wounds, generational pain, suppressed grief.
The other was the surface version of me
Trying to โkeep it together,โ find work, and justify a $25K investment I technically couldnโt afford.
It was terrifying.
But something beautiful happened in the middle of all that fear.
My teacherโmy mentorโasked me to start working before I had graduated.
She believed in me so deeply that she wanted me to help build a second client list.
I remember being completely stunned.
Frozen. Speechless.
And then I heard a quiet voice in my head:
โLet go. Believe in her belief in you.โ
So I did.
That moment cracked something open.
Because up until then, I was still holding back.
Still trying to prove, to plan, to survive.
But this was different.
This was the moment I started trusting the unfolding.
This was the beginning of letting go.
Letting go of what people thought.
Letting go of needing it to โmake sense.โ
Letting go of who I used to be.
Letting go of needing a perfect plan.
And from that moment on, letting go became my system.
It wasnโt just about healing othersโit was about healing myself.
It was about showing up raw, honest, cracked openโbut committed.
Over time, I let go of toxic family ties.
I released old money stories.
I redefined what love, trust, and mission meant for me.
Now when I wobbleโbecause I still doโI donโt cling to teachers or mentors to save me.
Even though I still love being supported.
I let go into something bigger.
I pray.
I listen.
I surrender to the highest love available to me through God.
Thatโs my practice now.
Because this work isnโt about being โperfectly healed.โ
Itโs about letting yourself be carried.
Itโs about releasing the grip.
Itโs about remembering whoโs holding you.
โWhen you canโt trust yourself yet, borrow the belief of someone who sees your soul.โ
That moment in class, when my teacher invited me to step up, changed everything.
It showed me what was possible when I stopped trying to do it all alone.
And now I hold that same space for my clients.
Especially if youโre new to this workโ
Especially if you feel scared, confused, or numbโ
You donโt have to โfigure it all outโ first.
You just have to hear your whisper.
The soft nudge inside you that says:
โThereโs something here for me.โ
I see your soul.
I know what itโs like to feel split between surviving and awakening.
And Iโm not here to fix youโ
Iโm here to walk beside you while you remember your way home.
This is the work.
This is the story.
This is the system I live by.
Let go.
Let it move you.
Let it guide you home.
