About Me the Unconventional Life Coach

Because I'm More Than the Healing Work

Life coaching. Reiki. Rongoā. Women's groups. Talking about trauma, boundaries, chronic illness, finding yourself again and all the uncomfortable shit nobody really wants to talk about.

But before any of that, I'm just me.

And honestly?

I'm slightly unhinged. A little feral. Occasionally chaotic.

And I'm completely okay with that.

So, because people often see the work I do without necessarily knowing the woman behind it

1. My grandson is my why.

This kid is one of the biggest reasons I keep choosing healing.

Not because I need to be some perfect version of a grandmother. I'm definitely not.

But because I want to be present.

I want the adventures, the random road trips, the photos, the laughs, the conversations, the little traditions and the memories that stay long after the moment has passed.

He reminds me that life isn't just about surviving your hardest chapters.

It's about making sure there are beautiful chapters too.

2. I'm slightly unhinged and a little feral.

There. I said it.

I'm not everyone's cup of tea and I'm perfectly comfortable with that.

I can be serious and deep one minute and completely ridiculous the next.

I don't believe healing means becoming some perfectly calm, endlessly positive human who meditates while birds land gracefully on their shoulder.

Sometimes healing looks like boundaries.

Sometimes it looks like crying.

Sometimes it looks like saying, "Absolutely fucking not."

And sometimes it looks like laughing until your stomach hurts.

3. My music taste is probably not what you'd expect.

Give me metal and rock.

Loud music. Big guitars. Songs that make you feel something.

Music has always been more than background noise for me.

Sometimes a song says exactly what I can't.

Sometimes I need something loud enough to drown out the noise in my own head.

And sometimes I just want to turn it up and sing badly.

Healing doesn't always have to be soft.

Sometimes healing has a fucking guitar solo.

4. Iced coffee is basically a personality trait.

There isn't much explanation required here.

Iced coffee.

Enough said.

Some people have morning rituals.

I have iced coffee and questionable decisions.

5. I love taking photos.

I think photography has taught me something really important about life:

Slow down. Look properly.

• The bird sitting in the tree.

• The light hitting the ocean.

• A ridiculous moment with my grandson.

• A shell on the beach.

• A sunrise.

Something most people would walk straight past.

I'm learning to notice the moments instead of constantly rushing towards the next one.

And sometimes the photograph becomes the reminder:

I was there. I saw it. I felt it. I was present.

6. Nature is one of my favourite places to reset.

Put me near the ocean, trees, birds, fresh air or somewhere I can wander without a plan and I'm usually pretty happy.

Nature doesn't ask me to explain myself.

It doesn't care what I've achieved.

It doesn't care what I've failed at.

It just exists.

And sometimes that's exactly what I need.

7. I live with chronic illness but I refuse to make it my identity.

My body has thrown some serious curveballs at me.

There have been days where simply getting through the day has been an achievement.

But I've become fiercely protective of one thing:

My life cannot become smaller than my illness.

I have limitations.

I have hard days.

I have days where plans change.

But I also have beach days, coffee dates, adventures, laughter, photography, music, family and moments that make me feel alive.

I'm learning how to live with my body rather than constantly fighting against it.

8. I genuinely love helping women find their way back to themselves.

This is the part people probably know me for.

• Life coaching.

• Reiki.

• Rongoā.

• Women's groups.

Creating spaces where women can talk about the stuff they've been carrying.

But I don't do this because I think I have life figured out.

Far from it.

I'm still learning too.

I've simply walked through enough darkness to know how powerful it can be when someone sits beside you and says:

"You don't have to do this alone."

That's what I want to offer women.

Not perfection.

Not quick fixes.

Connection.

Tools.

A safe place to be honest.

And the reminder that there is still a person underneath everything you've survived.

9. I'm allergic to fake positivity.

You won't find me telling women to simply "think positive" when they're falling apart.

Sometimes life fucking hurts.

Sometimes you need to grieve.

Sometimes you're angry.

Sometimes you're exhausted.

Sometimes you need professional support.

Sometimes you need boundaries.

Sometimes you need to completely change your environment.

And sometimes you need someone to sit with you in the mess without trying to slap a positive quote over it.

I believe in hope.

But I believe honest hope is much more powerful than pretending everything is fine.

10. I'll choose an adventure over sitting still.

• Give me a random road trip.

• A new place.

• A beach I've never explored.

• A bird observatory I didn't even know existed.

• A camera.

• My grandson.

• Good company.

• Music.

• Coffee.

And absolutely no idea what the day is going to bring.

That's the stuff I remember.

Because I've spent enough of my life surviving.

Now I'm interested in living.

Not Instagram-perfect living.

Not pretending everything is amazing.

• Real life.

• Messy life.

• Funny life.

• Healing life.

The kind where you can have a shit day and still find something beautiful in it.

So that's me.

A little chaotic.

A little feral.

A bit unconventional.

A woman who has been through some shit and decided she wasn't going to let it be the end of her story.

• A mum.

• A nanny.

• A photographer.

• A metal and rock lover.

• An iced-coffee enthusiast.

• A nature seeker.

• A woman living with chronic illness.

• A healer still healing herself.

And someone who genuinely believes that our stories can become something bigger than the pain we experienced.

I don't have all the answers.

I'm not trying to be the woman who has everything perfectly figured out.

I'm just trying to live a life that feels real.

To make memories.

To love loudly.

To laugh more.

To take the fucking photo.

To turn the music up.

To drink the iced coffee.

To take the road trip.

To keep healing.

And to make sure my grandson grows up knowing that his nanny didn't just survive life.

She fucking lived it.