Saturday, 27 July 2019
Wednesday, 12 June 2019
Why I Choose to Use the Word Mentor Instead of Life Coach.

I am just not comfortable
using the term life coach to describe my services, I don't feel like
I am a coach, I'm not running plays for you or clapping from the
sideline. I am right there on the field, not catching the ball, that
is after all still your job, but I am supporting you, we are on the
same team. I show you catching the hardest ball is possible, and then
I watch as you start to believe you really can catch it.

I use mentor because it comes
from a place of love and connection. Don't get me wrong, I know there
must be boundaries between myself and my clients, but I am deeply
invested in helping everyone who comes to me. As your spiritual
mentor I hold space with you, let you express your self and then
together we find the path forward.
My sessions are based on the
practices of life coaching, however they go deeper on a spiritual
level and your guides and sometimes past loved ones are there with
us. I use my natural compassion, psychic mediumship, and intuition as
I truly listen to what not only your physical self, but your soul is
saying.
We use the first sessions to
delve deeply into your subconscious and find what holds you back and
how we can change your limiting beliefs. We set goals and break them
down into manageable steps. We talk confidentially about your life,
and mine, and how to overcome comfortable habits which no longer
serve us.
As your mentor, it is my place
to nurture you, encourage you, praise you, and celebrate you. I will
never judge you, rush you, mislead you or give up on you. From me you
will get the truth, but, it will never be cold or hard. I believe by
nurturing you and giving you space to forgive and nurture yourself
anything is possible.

I am a survivour of childhood
abuse, death defying situations, sexual assult, self harming
behaviours, suicide attempts and self loathing. I have not only
survived though, I have thrived. All these things made me stronger,
gave me the life experience to be able to share and help others. I
have shed the victim skin, and now shine as my own hero, and a
pioneer for those ready to step forward and find their own sparkle.
It took over 40 years to reach
this place where I am able to see my strength and the gifts I have to
offer the world. I now stand tall, shruging off the harsh judgements
of society. I know my worth and I know my goals. I see beauty and
love from the Divine everywhere, and yet still know the value of our
shadow selves. I am profoundly spiritual, deeply grounded, always
authentic and 100% motivated to help my clients see how unique and
wonderfully sacred their soul is.
If you would like to know more
about the experiences which have shaped me, check out my other blogposts. If you would like to know more about my mentoring packages,
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Friday, 26 April 2019
Why Keeping a Messy, Eligible Journal Is the Best Thing I've Ever Done.
We
live in a hectic, non stop world. As much as we may want to stop and
smell the roses, we are not always able to find the time. Just over
two years ago I was go, go, go, I had a hard job which paid great
money, with no children my husband and I could splurge on anything we
wanted, without worrying about monetary consequences. Inevitably the
long hours and stress caught up with me. I kept telling people I
would find a new career, but when you are working fifty plus hours a
week there is no time to do anything much more than work, eat and
sleep.
So
there I was, full of inner turmoil, and yet, still unwilling to stop
and look at what I was doing to my mental, emotional and physical
health. I started going to doctors looking for them to tell me what
was wrong, why couldn't I get to sleep, but also why once asleep I
couldn't wake up? Why did I always seem to be suffering stomach and
digestive upsets? Why was I suffering permanent tension headaches and
frequent migraines?
Finally
a doctor told me it was, very mild anxiety, nothing to worry about,
just meditate more often and things will be fine. So I meditated, and
meditated, I tried mindfulness, guided mediation, hypnosis, floating
in water. If it was said to help anxiety I tried it. I kept on
ignoring the increasingly obvious warning signs, as long as I showed
up and did my job, no one else seemed to care anyway. I fell into the
trap waiting for many of us with "high functioning" chronic
or mental illness. I didn't look sick, so nobody, not even myself
realised how sick I was.
So
after about two years of being told not to worry by doctors, and
racking up sick days I couldn′t explain properly even to myself I
ended up in a very dark place. You see, there was nothing very mild
about my anxiety (which we now know followed me from childhood), and
to make it an extra big ball of no fun at all, major depression
decided to join my very morbid party. I went from high functioning to
an almost comatose mess practically over night.
Watching
Netflix on my laptop, or playing games on my phone became my daily
crutch, an escape from a reality I wanted nothing to do with. As the
days went on I became more and more despondent, and a greater danger
to self. Eventually I found myself being admitted to the Cairns
Mental Health Unit, a place which saved my life by starting me on a
two year long quest to find my self acceptance and inner peace.
My
first moment in the MHU was traumatic, I had to give up all devices
with cameras, goodbye laptop, so long phone.
How
would I live without internet and text messages?
One
of the nurses suggested I could be old fashioned and write by hand.
So I began putting my thoughts down in blue ink on blank printer
paper. My husband and friends all caught on quick and brought me
notepads, journals and pens. So I wrote, in blue, black, red, purple
and green. I wrote poems, thoughts, and how my day progressed. I
wrote letters to my loved ones which I never shared. I started
writing in different journals for different things.
I
had a recovery journal, to write about my treatment and diagnoses, a
daily journal to write about mundane boring things, a dream journal,
a spiritual and emotional journal, a shadow journal, and a journal to
write about my childhood and past traumas. So many books and so many
colours, but I really did begin to feel so much better. The more I
wrote, and the more my hand held the pens, the more at peace I began
to feel. There is something utterly cathartic about the physical act
of releasing your thoughts.
As
time went on and medications kicked in, I dropped the number of
journals down and also decreased the fervid scribbling which filled
every moment of my days.
Nowadays
I keep a dream journal, a shadow work journal, and a regular journal.
I don't write in them every day, but it is a regular occurrence to
find me sitting outside with a cup of tea and my journal. It is a
calming experience, and one which brings a great sense of inner peace
and relief to my soul. The benefits of journaling are easily
garnered, the very the act of connecting mind to pen and pen to paper
brings a deep sense of harmony. A busy mind accepts the ime you need
it to quiet down as long as it knows it has regular moments to get
the crazy thoughts out.
Today,
journaling is quite a fashion statement and if you are the creative
type you can get some pretty fancy pages going. Writing for emotional
health or inner peace however, is not about how pretty you make it
rather, it is about telling your truth, and letting your soul have a
voice. Your journal is a place you can write how you are feeling
everyday and over time be able to track personal patterns and
behaviours.
Writing
honest accounts about how you feel and where your life is going can
be a great way to solve problems and discover your soul's purpose.
Looking back at months gone past is an invaluable way to track your
progress through challenging times and see how far you have come. It
does not matter how neat or messy the pages become, at times I can
not even read my own writing and that is perfectly okay. Its not
about having a show piece to brag about, rather an inner peace
journal is about getting the emotional baggage out of your head,
which keeps us in turmoil out.
Journaling
is a way to tell someone (even if is just ourselves and the divine)
our fears and secrets. It helps us feel heard in a world which is
increasingly deaf to our pain and suffering. It is so much better to
get festering thoughts out and onto paper where we can read them back
to ourselves and steal the destructive power they have over our
psyche. Picking up those pens was the best thing I ever did and I
promise if you grab pen and paper and start writing it will be the
best thing you ever did to find your own inner peace as well.
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Monday, 8 April 2019
Diamonds May Not Be a Girls Best Friend After All!
April is my birth
month, diamonds are my birthstone. Growing up my mother always gave
me diamonds for special birthdays. I always felt special with my
little diamond chip rings and necklaces. As I became older and more
aware of the world I started to find diamonds a little plain and
overpriced. I also began developing my social and political
consciousness, I began worrying about where the diamond was sourced.
I absolutely abhor the thought of having someone’s blood and
suffering (quite literally) on my hands. When it was time to choose
an engagement ring my now husband and I both agreed diamonds were
out. It may be a symbol of love, commitment and fidelity, but it was
not the right symbol for us (I’ll tell you about my engagement ring
another time).
These days I only
wear diamonds of sentimental nature. My mother’s eternity ring and
the diamond and sapphire pendant my father gave my mother when I was
born. If you love diamonds however, and just can’t live without
them, don’t despair, there are countries that produce beautiful
diamonds without the torture, death and blood marring the beauty. I
have seen Argyle diamonds from the Kimberly region right here in
Australia which make me rethink my idea of diamonds being plain and
overpriced. In fact, now I think about it I do own a lovely,
ethically sourced, black diamond ring which my mother bought me.
Why would it be
so important to ensure our diamonds are ethically sourced? Energy of
course! All crystals and stones have their own energy as well as
energy from those who have handled them. you could cleanse your
diamonds well, but I tend to think that much pain and suffering would
leave an imprint. To me it is the same kind of unmovable negative
energy as accumulates in stolen crystals. It is definitely not the
kind of zing you want in a healing, magical, or meditation tool.
So, once you have
your ethically sourced diamonds what can you look forward to?

Diamonds are a
wonderful stone to use for transformation, and an awesome stone to
carry during hard times. As we all learn very early in life, the
beautiful diamond was once a dark and dusty piece of charcoal exposed
to tremendous amounts of pressure. By reminding ourselves of how a
diamond becomes such a beautiful precious stone, we can focus on
learning and transforming ourselves through the hard times of our
lives. We can remain graceful under pressure knowing that we will not
only survive but come out the other side as something more beautiful
and refined.
Diamonds are great amplifiers and will exacerbate any emotional
state, whether positive or negative. Some people believe it is better
to take your diamonds off when entering a less then ideal emotional
state, I believe however that if you cleanse your diamonds well and
program them clearly they can help reinforce our positive moments
even when we are going through the negative. Diamonds help us deal
with emotional and mental anguish by bringing clarity of thought and
enabling us to see and heal the trigger to such painful, destructive,
and debilitating responses.
A diamond is a
valuable tool for those of us undertaking shadow work, as it can show
us the light at the end of the tunnel and help lead us out of the
darkness with a greater sense of self. The transformative and
clear-thinking aspect of the diamond makes it very useful for
creative endeavours, using our imagination, and finding our courage.
The perfect gift for writers, artists, musicians, or anyone who makes
their living creatively.

On a spiritual
level diamonds help with psychic development by connecting us to
higher planes and activating our prefrontal lobe, which is the seat
of our paranormal abilities. It makes higher energies in the
spiritual realms more accessible while at the same time filling holes
and recharging our auric fields. It is a great stone for clairvoyants
as it enhances inner visions and intuitive connections, especially
when held against the third eye/forehead.
It is the every
ready battery of the crystal world, it never needs recharging and
boosts and recharges other stones placed near it. Over all Diamond is
a pretty spectacular stone when we view it as more than just a gift
of love or show of status. It has many uses and as long as we
continue to find ethical sources it can be a great healing or magical
tool within our crystal collections.
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Thursday, 7 March 2019
Severing the Conection Between Yourself and a Friend Can Be as Painful as Any Romantic Breakup
Nothing
is more heartbreaking than the end of a relationship. There is a
grieving period, and a need for closure which may never come to pass.
When this affinity is romantic in nature everyone is there to help
you and give you their advice. Support is endless. But what about
when a platonic relationship breaks up? Who do you turn to when the
person you are separating from is the usual place you would find
solidarity and support?
Breaking
up with a friend can be life shattering. You still have a grieving
period, you still may never have closure, but there is much more to a
friendship bust up than that. You lose the person you went to for
support, you are no longer on good terms with someone who knows many,
if not all, your dirty little secrets. If it was a messy break up and
you are out to hurt each other you both know all the buttons to press
to get maximum reactions. If you've been friends a long time there
will be mutual friends involved as well, and they won't want to take
sides. Your other friends are telling you to get over it and move on
and stop talking about it, but just like a romantic break up, you
need to talk about it to process what happened, how it went wrong,
and how you will move on with your life without the other person.
You
go through all the same emotions, blaming the other person, being
angry, being sad, feeling alone and finally accepting it is over. Yet
to the outside world it isn't something of great importance. For the
two people severing friendship though, it can be a catastrophic
event. As someone who is currently going through the tremendously
painful experience of ending a close and once sacred friendship, I
thought I would share some of the wisdom I am garnishing from this
tragic life event.
Some
friendships come to us for a season, all friendships come to us for a
reason!
It
is much too easy to re-write the past through anger, bitterness or
hurt. Making the other person out to be something bad and someone you
are glad to be rid of. It is much harder to see the relationship as
the blessing it was. the fact of the matter is what you had was real.
The support and help you gave each other was real. If we really do
look at a relationship as something with seasons then eventually what
has been sown needs to be reaped. This is not a bad thing, by moving
on we can actually plant new seeds and grow as a person and allow the
other person to do the same.
Moving
in different directions is not a good or bad thing, its just a
thingwhich happens. Friendships are born from having things in
common, they are sustained by emotional and spiritual needs. When
this emotional and spiritual connection becomes unbalanced a few
things in common is not enough to glue the friendship together.
When
balanced a relationship is give and take, one side may give more or
take more but there is a general cyclic flow to the nature of
emotional, physical and spiritual support. When one person stops
giving it the friendship will wear away over time. Eventually the
relationship becomes lopsided. You may think this is the fault of the
person who is only taking, but it isn't.
In
every tango there is two people. If you are willingly giving to
someone who never returns the energy you are just as complicit in the
unbalanced nature of the relationship. If you have fed someone over
time, without demanding an equal exchange, the friendship is given an
unspoken acceptance to continue this way. If you then suddenly stop
giving, and want to take something back there is no room for this in
the relationship and so the friendship must either weather a storm or
end.
Some
friendships can weather any storm, and in these instances the
connection comes back with time or hard work. It may not be the same
connection it once was, but it is still two souls who see each other
as sacred. Other friendships can not weather the storm and the two
souls pull apart. It can be messy, hard, scary or it may be
acrimonious. The friendship may be only a barren season, or it may be
forever, only the universe and her Fates can possibly know at the
time. No matter if the break up it is mutual or messy, it is going to
be painful. Let yourself process the loss and grieve, explain to your
friends how you just need to talk about your feelings the same way
you would if it was a romantic break up. Keep in mind how special
this person once was in your life and let the kinship be remembered
as the sacred experience it was.
Move
forward in your life by thanking the universe for the lessons and
experiences you received throughout the time you shared as friends.
Have the grace and integrity to let go of the hurt and anger without
letting it paint a good thing with hate and spite. When you lash out
at the other person you are hurting yourself more than you hurt them.
Most
importantly though, forgive yourself for eventually moving on without
the other person, it is the right thing for both of you, no matter
how much it hurts at the time.
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