There are so many opportunities in motherhood for us to reconnect to the ancient wisdom of our ancestors that we carry in our bones. Shared and passed down from generations before.
My mission is to bring that wisdom in to this modern world for ourselves and the generations that lie ahead.
I am a post partum doula living on beautiful Wurundjeri country, in the beautiful Macedon Ranges Victoria, Australia. A single mother and I share my life and home with 3 amazing children.
I think of myself as a guide, here to help women navigate the ever changing terrain of Motherhood through the lens of deep reverence. I am cultivating a community which allows me to connect with the essence of the mother and the divine feminine. I am a musical, whimsical, magical woman.
Motherhood felt like a baptism of fire to me.
Not long after my 3rd baby was born, post partum depression, anxiety and rage set in. It overtook years of my life and I did not know how to ask for help or set boundaries around and fell into a place of deep shame, guilt and disconnect from my own physical and emotional needs.
I believed that because motherhood was not the continuous joyful and fulfilling experience I was being sold, I was an inferior mother and woman. I had failed.
In the deep wells of post partum depression my relationship ended. This propelled me into a period of immense personal growth. It was a dark and murky and there were many times I didn't know if I would be here to tell this story.
Through this growth, I found community and realised that this work is my life's purpose. So, I trained as a birth and post partum doula, a childbirth educator and a baby wearing consultant. To be for mothers what I wish I called in for myself.
I hope this work starts a paradigm shift in how we treat post partum for the long term. A shift that sees the ancient wisdom that we all have within us brought into modern day motherhood.
I understand now that humans just aren’t designed to fit into the culture of parenting that has evolved. We aren’t meant to mother alone and I continue to learn through being with women that mothering is a dance of light and dark. On any given moment, on any given day it is everything all at once.
I’ve spent years leaning into my edges and Its an intense, often uncomfortable road. Being witnessed by others in the full mosaic of motherhood helped me find community and a deep reverence for all that I am.
Now, I refuse to paint a mask over the parts that feel hard, look ugly and I speak the unspoken. No one gains anything by trying to please the masses.
Daily, I seek and hold dear my own needs, boundaries, wellbeing, and orient towards joy. This pours into my life with my children and the ways I parent with intention and purpose.
I do this with ritual, movement food, music and connection. Its far from perfect and its not always pretty.
My healing and growth will never end. I dwell in a place of continual evolution. The unwoven and frayed edges of my life are the ones that give me the most opportunity to expand and weave my own magic.
I do that with other women prepared to meet their shadows and dance with the otherness. I help shift parenting paradigms, break generational patterns and form new and hopeful ways of living.
I want to continue the work that women have been doing since we came into being. To, witness, hold, love and be an anchor when the waves get rough. But I can’t and I won’t, do it alone.
Are you with me?