On 30th May 2014, I hit burnout so complete it became a breakdown.

I crumpled to the floor of my bedroom and couldn't get up.

My dad was in surgery that morning having part of his cancerous lung removed.

I was in the middle of making my team redundant.

Sixteen years of corporate leadership, and at the top of it, there was nothing left.

I felt like a complete failure. I felt endless guilt and 'never enoughness'.

Physically my body was exhausted and broken from years of a work-hard-play-hard life.

I was in a very dark place mentally, emotionally and spiritually.

I have been navigating a lifetime of anxiety and depression. Now diagnosed with chronic IBS and a suspected stomach ulcer.

I was 36 years old. Desperate to make a difference. To become a mother. To feel days filled with joy and freedom. But no idea how to get myself out of the darkness each day had become.

Walking away from my corporate career was the best thing I ever did.

Don't get me wrong, it was terrifying! 

But I committed to healing and working out why I was 'really here' and finally rid myself of the constant gnawing sensation that lived in my solar plexus that told me there was more I was here to do. 

I went to my doctor. Refused the antidepressants. Said: give me time.

Within months, I had left my job, given up our flat, and taken a career break, which resulted in heading to Asia with my partner Charlie.

Six months of healing. Trekking in the Himalayas, yoga retreats, swimming in the Pacific with manta rays, long conversations under palm trees about neuroscience, quantum physics and the bridge between science and soul.

I learned to hear myself again.

I came home ready to build. A few weeks after I signed up my first client to my brand new coaching business, my dad's cancer came back. Terminal. Inoperable.

I put my baby business down and showed up for him completely, without the protective shield I'd spent a lifetime perfecting.

In that grief, I discovered something about presence and grace that no training has ever taught me.

His death was the greatest gift he gave me.

In the rebuilding that followed, something I had always carried but never trusted came fully alive, an intuitive knowing that ran deeper than strategy or analysis.

I trained as an intuitive coach and certified mystic. Not as additions to the work. As its foundation.

You matter just as much as the strategy. The woman and the work are built together, always. 

And I am so glad you are here.