About

Hearing my call to truth in my late thirties, I changed my entire life. My marriage ended and whilst falling apart, or together as my social worker friend declared, I launched myself into years of study, forging a new career, mothering our four kids, adventure hiking and cycling.

From being shattered into a million tiny pieces at 39, hitting my midlife was both sheer grit and absolute grace. These years have been bone-achingly beautiful, like exquisite and equally terrifying, unravelling places where I’d always been too scared to look.

By embracing both wild and peaceful truths I have found myself in remarkable places, inside and out. From someone who unhealthily sacrificed herself for others, I began to say no to be of service to myself, upgrading to messy wholehearted living.

Knowing I am shaping my life by what I say yes to, I became intentional with people and my time. Skinning my knees often with a few face plants damn smack in the middle of it all, I have screamed at the universe this is not my beautiful life more times than I can count. 

And the universe reminded me to surrender to the flow of life and into the bigger picture, where I am humbled by never imagining this. 

She laughs. “Oh, this is my beautiful life.”  

Those post-divorce years delivered a Bachelor of Behavioural Studies (Psychology) and a Masters in Counselling, and my 'day job' has been working in mental health and wellbeing.

I created Her Time Circles a few years ago to hold space for women to gather, reflect and connect with our life experiences in a raw and sacred way. These spaces are woven with a sense of community and innate sense of trusting ourselves, both tentatively and fully.

No longer afraid to be in the dark places where sometimes there are more questions than answers, I trust these are the turning points and redirections of life. Looking beyond my teenage children’s lives some 7 years ago, my vision arrived on a 150km solo hike in The Dolomites.

A few years back I brought an investment property by the river in the Yarra Valley, fondly named Gravel Headquarters. I worked hard to manage both a family home and Gravel HQ. My job was fantastic, on the trajectory for brilliant career and yet, my vision from the mama Italian mountains nipped at my heels the entire time.

This pathway was wonderful but also meant a fast paced role, never easing off. I kept asking myself what am I exchanging for this? Time, of course. The pull continued to sell the family home, work less now the kids were older and exchange the crazy pace for spaciousness.

Here I am, mid-jump, living in a 70-year old cottage having signed a contract for building design. Smaller living means less maintenance, and more time for creativity and adventure. My dream has been to work remotely, live overseas or adventure for 3-6 months a year and have a simple yet beautiful home base for my family and friends.

I’m on my way. This has taken leaps of faith, coupled with moments of despair and enormous doubt. Surrounded by my loyal friends, my front row people, I have walked, sometimes crawled, through each decision to now.

What’s more, for my fifth birthday I ordered myself a 6-metre red van and had her custom fitted out. She took 18 months and Gypsy has been everything I had hoped for. She and I hit the road often, bikes stowed, with some nomadic living and working remotely now means I’m realising parts of my dream.

Living my life in a different way now, shedding the people pleaser and what was or is expected of me, gently now only answering to myself. Time is finite, every decision made is an exchange of this. This era of my life is answering the call to live.

Join me for women’s circles, events or look at the shop. This space, Leaning Inwards, has been a work in progress for quite a few years now, and like my friend said, it’s finally falling together.