I’m writing to you from my little studio sanctuary, with fresh sea air still clinging to my lungs, and the taste of salt lingering on my lips after a sun-drenched, wind-whipped day at the coast. The kind of day where sand weaves itself into every fold and seam, where the wild elements get inside you, in the best possible way, leaving you windswept, soul-washed, and happily tired on the road home.

Hey Loves,

I’m writing to you from my rest nest (Nov 2024).

It’s the Full Frost Moon and sadly I had to postpone my Soundbath gathering at Rise Wellbeing Studio, as I’m solo parenting and my little person is a poorly pup. Huge apologies to those who were coming and thank you for your understanding.

More live and online dates for 2024 gatherings are below.

A LOT is swirling in the world and maybe your inner world right now too, how are you doing with it all?

I guess I feel it’s time to be honest. With myself and you…

For a long time I told myself it wasn’t the right time to write to you. No time or energy to finish anything I started. I started a lot and never pressed publish. With a wakeful and co-sleeping (rainbow IVF) toddler, a lot of solo parenting, full house renovations, freelancing in arts project managing, a deep dive in my own trauma therapy AND resting where I could…that I wasn’t ready to shift gears and get back to your inbox, regularly.

But…

I don’t think that’s the whole truth.