I'm intuitive, wildly creative and a little bit rebellious.

I was very shy and sensitive as a child. I started my periods when I was 9 years old and I had no idea what was happening to me. Starting menstruation at such a young age left me feeling confused, embarrassed and different to my peers. I felt the need to hide and shrink myself. 

My period never felt like something to embrace, bleeding felt like a big terrible thing that made me weak. I dreaded every month and this feeling followed me throughout my teens and 20s. The negative anticipation was often accompanied by excruciatingly painful cramps, heavy bleeding and lots of emotional intensity. 

At the same time, I grew up in a slightly hippie-ish, artistic family, where I had a lot of freedom (and very few rules) but from the age of 11, I went to an all girls state grammar school, which was pretty strict and regimented...and it turned out to be a complete contrast to everything I'd known up until that point. 

While there were many positives in my school experience, the competitive environment and academic pressure taught me to see other girls and women as competition. This fuelled feelings of low self-esteem, constant comparison, unworthiness and basically "never feeling good enough", no matter what grades I achieved or how many friends I had. 

Fast-forward to university, I was more confident, outgoing and risk-taking but I masked fear, anxiety and grief with lots of partying and binge-drinking. 

I lost 3 grandparents in 3 years between the end of high school and starting my undergraduate degree. In my mid-20s, I lost my auntie to alcoholism and a friend to suicide. I struggled to express my emotions and they only came out in a more self-destructive way during my premenstrual time. I was stuck in people-pleasing habits, always overgiving, burning the candle at both ends (overworking and socialising a lot) and by my late 20s, I felt trapped in a 9-5 job that I once thought was my "dream career" but that, in reality, had a very toxic work culture that was slowly killing my soul. 

Getting cancer at the age of 28, having a wild spiritual awakening and quitting my job were some of the BEST things that ever happened to me. These experiences put me on a more authentic path and forced me to confront everything I'd been trying so desperately to run away from and all the ways I'd been living predominantly in my masculine (linear) energy of constantly "doing" and suppressing my feminine (cyclical) energy of "being." Around this time, I explored lots of healing modalities, such as herbalism, homeopathy, hypnotherapy, reiki, tarot (you name it) but the most helpful practice was Menstrual Cycle Awareness and realising the innate wisdom present in my cycle and my womb. 

I discovered everything I'd been taught was a lie and that our menstrual cycles are incredibly sacred and I made it my mission to educate myself and build a new relationship with my cycle and my womb. Seeing generations of women in my family experience terrible menstrual pain, awful PMS and even hysterectomies, I was determined to rewrite the narrative. I trained to become a Menstrual Cycle Coach and I started my own business. 

Over the past couple of years, ancestral work has become a bigger part of my practice - I uncovered a family mystery and found out that I have Romany/Romanichal heritage on both my maternal and paternal sides. This discovery was a real lightbulb moment...having grown-up in a family that favoured natural medicine, herbal remedies and always did things a little differently (this is definitely where my rebellious streak comes from), I felt powerfully guided and connected to a lineage of people who went against the status-quo, questioned authority, were very resilient and who lived seasonally in rhythm with nature...and these values have become integral to both my life and work.