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Self Prescribed, Gympie (2025)

13/08/2025

One of the glorious byproducts of the work I do with my clients, is the way their ability to express (and allow) their “negative”emotions rises in delicious proportion to them softening their grip on trying to do things the *right* way.

This isn’t something we speak directly about or foster per se, it just occurs naturally as safety and self trust in their own way of showing up is built.

The truth is, us squishy hearted folk find these big heavy feelings pretty uncomfortable. Add a pinch of recovering people pleaser + perfectionism for good measure and you’ve got yourself a delicate blend of ‘it’s ok..l’ll get over it….’

Our general discomfort with feeling “negative” emotions — especially the ones that risk disrupting the status quo or rocking the boat (eg. frustration, anger), means we’ll often just suck things up or shove our true feeling down so we can quickly *feel good again*.

What can end up happening though is we start to miss the signs our bodies giving us that something’s “off” and then wonder why “all of a sudden” life’s not feeling great anymore.

These so called negative feelings are light posts signalling [action required] and if you can catch them in real time instead of months down the track the spot fire can be put out with the smallest touch — think ; more time to rest, a heart-2-heart, a routine upgrade, clearer boundaries, a good ol journal sesh to unleash and cry.

[Only] allowing emotions that feel light yummy, sweet, gentle and uplifting — the ones that fit that neat nice formula of “keeping your s**t together” is leaving some very powerful (and natural) parts of you off the table and is potentially leaving you locked in circumstances that aren’t serving you or the life you want to create for yourself.

There’s a bit difference between letting it rip in a fireball of rage and having a grounded chat about ‘this isn’t working for me’ (and trust me when I say from personal experience that if you hold-that-sh*t-in the fireball WILL come eventually… it always does).

Practice. Practice letting your truth out with people you trust and in environments that feel safe for your full expression.

Start small. Start safe. And watch what happens.

07/08/2025

So much of the world teaches us to look outside of ourselves for the answers.

To outsource.
Consult the masters, teachers, experts.

Very little of it about consulting the leader within.

We’re taught to trust experts. Pieces of paper. Formulas. Methods. Systems. Structure. All valuable resources and tools in their own right. Yes.

What can happen though, is that we can become so reliant on the stream of external information that we forget to *check in*.

To question and learn from our own inner knowing. To fossick for our own answers. To wait patiently while our own theories ripen instead of clicking a button to see what “they” think, or speed up the A-B process and fast track our success.

When your default is to look outward, you risk bypassing your own North Star — your truth, beliefs and values and potentially following a path that doesn’t align with who you are or who you want to be.

You drown out your inner voice.

The highest authority of all.

You are the strategy.
You’re the source.
You already hold the wisdom.

Learn from others. Soak up the knowledge. Listen to all of the teachers that have come before you [and] run it through your own filter. Always.

Ready to return to the most trustworthy guide you have — yourself?
I’m here when you are.

06/08/2025

Another identity shift, another creative idea.
So yeah, I’ll keep dropping these new [offering] squares as many times as I please, because well…I am living proof that being the boss of your self expression (and your biz) means you get to make the rules *and* you get to break em.

Do what you want — your future self will thank you✌🏽.

01/08/2025

I know, you want your dream life yesterday!! Me too!!!
Truth is though👇🏽
Your dreams need time to breathe. 🌬️
You’ve got to woo them.🫦
Time to ride the slip stream of their energy and commune with them - what do you really look and feel like?

Because it’s all good and well to dream —
‘I want to become an artist’… ‘I want to show up in my business more “like me”…, ‘I want daily life to feel more ALIVE!’…but unless you get cozy with [what that actually means], you’re kind of putting your dream on cruise control and sitting back to wish for the best.

Now obviously things will change. Things will shift and bend as we are cyclical beings after-all, however getting intimate with it is super important because then you know if you’re shooting for the right FEELING.

Even when life takes a left turn.

It’s been so interesting for many of the clients I’ve worked with in getting this delish clarity is that often the dream we *think* we want isn’t actually what we really want at all.

Very often without this clarity we get caught up driving in the direction set on the societal NAVMAN instead of the one that’s in your heart.

The great thing is that once you realise and join the dots (free from distraction) you also realise the dream you want it is actually much closer than you think.

Things become easier. The road less pot holed. The air a lil fresher. The load lighter.

Why?
Because it’s gloriously aligned with your life vision, beliefs and values (I know.. these things aren’t overly sexy to think about, but they are important).

This is one of the things I love most about mentorship. Having someone sit shot gun to your journey, to help you to see the forest thru the trees, to make sure your trip is as rich and satisfying as possible.

AND to ensure that when you get “there”— you *actually want to be there.

You want to enjoy the ride.
You want your energy to be channeled in the right direction.
A solo road trip is great. A road trip with an A grade navigator, even better.

DREAM SPEAK — voice mentorship hotline open for ☁️☎️ 1:1 journeys booking now.

27/07/2025

‘Where do you get your words from?’ one of my oldest friends asked me at lunch yesterday.
‘From in me’ my reply.
He was shocked.
‘Wow…I couldn’t have imagined you writing like that… I always knew you were intuitive, but…’

It’s so funny isn’t it how something can feel like such an integral part of your being, yet when you look back you’ve not really shared those parts of yourself out in the wild.

Writing is like that for me.
It feels so inherently stitched into my being from years upon years of reading, writing and journaling that I too was shocked that he didn’t know this about me.

But then I realised.
Writing has always been such an intimate process for me. Words laced in pain, heartache, deep love, joy and longing, yet private.
I’ve only really been sharing it openly for the past few years. Like really sharing it. Letting the words pour out, my self expression smeared across the lines of a page or typed freely, imperfect, messy and real.

Marks been telling me I ‘should write cards for Hallmark’ for years, ‘yeah, yeah, you’re bias’….I’d chuckle, but it’s only been recently that I’ve let myself really feel the truth of it. I do want to write more. I’m good at it. I know my words won’t be for everyone. They’re not meant to be.

The same is for your dreams also.
Not everyone is going to “get it”. Not everyone will be on board, see you “doing that” or believe in your vision and they’re not meant to.

No one else is as intimate with it as you are. They don’t (and won’t) feel the depth of it like you do. They won’t understand the hours spent in relationship with it, fine tuning, communing, evolving.

It’s not your job to convince them, change their minds or sell them a piece of your dream pie.

Your job is to embody the version of you who is that vision. To become the writer, by writing. To become the chef, by cooking. To become the artist by making art. To become a leader by leading from example.

Regardless of what anyone else thinks.

B E C O M I N G waitlist open.

25/07/2025

‘If I had a dollar….’
You know how it goes.. that ol’ chestnut.

But seriously. If I had a dollar for every time I thought to myself ‘maybe it’ll be easier if I just stayed…’ whenever my nervous system rubbed up against some new found confidence I’d be feeling like that duck who has dollar signs in his eyes on the cartoons… you know the one? Maybe not if you aren’t born in the late 70’s…

Anyhoo. My point is. Leaning into your new found self, the version of you you’re reclaiming will have you wobbling around more times than is comfortable. Truth. The other truth is (because you know how we love paradox round here) is that it’ll also have you feeling like the universe just opened up to sing hymns of serendipity and joy just for you.

The key is to trust both.
To trust that the wobbles are purely an invitation (and initiation) for you to say yes to the parts of yourself, those full flavoured fizzy bits that were hidden beneath the debris of the past.

Your only job is to create space for them. To lay down the welcome mat and be kind, gentle and patient as they arrive..

Piece by piece, by glorious piece.

EMERGE — A journey of reclamation and welcoming. 1 space open. 🌱🦋

22/07/2025

It’s funny isn’t it, like we all had some imaginary class where we were sat down to watch a slide show titled ‘what it looks like to have your s**t together’…

I don’t know about you but I can’t remember specifically being told what [it] looks like, it’s like it was absorbed via osmosis, a slow trickle into our subconscious…a quick tidy before our parents friends came over here, a ‘dinner -is-6!’ rule there, a ‘what will the neighbours think?’ sprinkled in for good measure.

And then as we “grow up” we spend so much time and energy dismantling it all - Which parts of it are mine? What do I actually think? Is that important to me or am I just on autopilot?

Does this story I’m telling myself *really* fit the picture of the life I want, or have I just inherited it from my parents, society, the patriarchal conditioning left unquestioned by the door.

There’s so much “stuff” to sort through.

It’s no wonder the feeling of ‘I’ve got to have my s**t together all the time’ is a hard one to crack.

I know it took me years. Slowly picking away at the edges to see what was mine under the outdated wallpaper of my skewed belief system.

Then, little by little my truth started to trickle into the creases of my life and it was
d e l i c i o u s.

Fast forward 20yrs and I find myself chuckling as I continue to let my messy human hang out—a pile of washing here, a dusty bookshelf there, a random skip down the street, or an email sent without proof reading it 20 times first…something my old perfectionistic heart couldn’t have dreamed of.

I wonder if you feel it too? The unfurling. The deep liberating tingle in your toes when you finally realise that no-one has their s**t together, that we’re all just making it up as we go.
One messy move at a time.

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