The Rise After the Ruin

How It All Began: From Healing to Guiding 

Some endings are really beginnings in disguise.

After my divorce, I found myself standing at the edge of something raw and unfamiliar. The life I’d known unraveled and in the silence that followed, I heard a whisper - it wasn't fear, but something more sacred - a call to healing!

Over several years, I immersed myself in spiritual healing courses, not as an escape, but as a way to reclaim every part of me that had been silenced, scattered or forgotten. It was messy, beautiful and transformative. 

Layer by layer, I began to understand the beliefs that had shaped me, the wounds that had taught me and the strength that had waited patiently beneath it all, but something deeper stirred: I wasn’t just healing for myself - I was learning the language of transformation. I began to see my story not as a burden, but as a bridge.

That’s how life coaching found me!

I didn’t step into this path, because I had it all figured out. I stepped into it, because I understood what it meant to lose, to rebuild and to rise with intention. My journey became the lens through which I could help others examine their own. Not with judgment, but with empathy. Not with fixes, but with reflection.

Today, I guide others not from a pedestal, but from the same soil I once knelt in - honouring the truth that every breakdown holds the blueprint for a breakthrough.