I had every intention of writing to you before the year was out. I had wanted to share Marie Forleo’s video in which she asks the following 3 questions.     What’s one thing you did that you’re proud of?     What’s one mistake you made and the lesson you learned?     What’s one story you’re willing to let go of…

This year is a number 9.  And a number 9 year is all to do with completions, finalities, endings. Cycles, relationships, ways of being – done.  And it feels this way, right?  I know for a lot of us, this year has dished out some mighty lessons and experiences. All for the greater good – of course – but while…

I get asked a lot ‘How can you tell when it’s your intuition and not your ego?’.  And the very short answer to this is – You just know. Honestly. This is the answer. And I know how annoying this is to hear. When your intuition is speaking to you. You do just know. This doesn’t help much though if you just don’t know. So, I’m going to attempt to offer…

It’s coming up 3 months since I last wrote. And truth be told, I haven’t wanted to. On various occasions I have sat down, blank page in front of me, cursor flicking. To then promptly shut my laptop and go outside, and stare at a tree. I got off social media too. Apart from the occasional scroll, I was over it. Social…

Hi Clare, I get your emails (which I love, they always speak straight to whatever I’m going through, it’s quite uncanny) and a friend of mine has been speaking a lot about the benefits of kinesiology (something she has recently started experimenting with). I’m interested in giving it a go – but to be honest – don’t quite understand what…

One of my dearest girlfriend’s recently had a therapy session. Her therapist used the typical analogy of the caterpillar and butterfly. Except she tweaked it. She said to my friend “You’re not the caterpillar, and you’re not quite the butterfly, you’re the goo”. I loved this. And so this post is about being in the goo. I started a shamanic healing…

Us humans, we’re complex creatures. Total weirdos. Irrational things tick us off and trip us up.  We get hurt, we hold grudges. We get attached. We do naughty things. Immoral things. We have festishes. Obsessions. Addictions.  We’re massive scardy-cats.  We’re desperate for acceptance, to be understood, to be told it’s ok.  We’re human.  And as humans we fuck up All The Time….

6 years ago, I experienced anxiety – intensely. It wasn’t social anxiety. I didn’t get panic attacks. And I didn’t have it all the time. But I did get it. Would you have known? Probably not. A good front – I always put on, and instead internalised every feeling under the sun, in dizzying speeds. I cared way too much what…

Of late I’ve had the privilege of getting to know new clients. Clients who are just starting. And I say this with not an ounce of condescending-ness . Recently I was sharing a little bit of my story with a client, assuring her I not only understood how alone she felt, but it would pass. That she would learn and grow…

It’s that post. Where we remind ourselves we’re half way through the year. Where we meet this realisation with panic or satisfaction. Or both. Or neither. Personally, I like to get sh*t done. I like achieving, creating, making things happen. I like the satisfaction and sense of purpose that accompanies it. And so, since coming back to Sydney shores I’ve been…