Wild Woman Rising (2025)

18/11/2025

𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄… 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂, 𝑴𝒓𝒔 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔...

There was a time when Christmas didn’t feel magical for me at all...

It felt heavy...

Lonely...

Exhausting in a way I didn’t even have words for...

I used to get so hurt at Christmas because he didn’t notice the things I quietly, and desperately broke myself to create...

The perfect wrapping...

The matching outfits...

The snacks I stayed up late prepping...

The thoughtful gifts I spent weeks choosing...

The atmosphere I held with my entire nervous system so everyone else could feel the 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄...

And I’d sit there on Christmas morning, quietly offended...

watching him drink his cuppa like everything just…
"appeared"...

Not because he was ungrateful...

Not because he didn’t care...

Not because he didn’t love me...

But because of something I didn’t want to face:

𝑯𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕...

I was running Christmas like a one-woman military operation...

Doing everything myself...

Planning everything myself...

Carrying everything myself...

I didn’t delegate...

I didn’t trust him with anything meaningful...

I didn’t communicate clearly...

𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 “𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.”...

Then I resented him for doing the only thing a man is biologically designed to do when a woman takes over everything:

𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌...

And that resentment was the real thief of Christmas — not him.

Everything changed the moment I stepped out
of the masculine role I had unknowingly taken on
and invited him into the partnership his biology was built for...

Christmas felt different...

𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕...

𝑾𝒆 felt different...

❤️🎁And that’s what I want for every woman this year❤️🎁...

A Christmas where you feel supported...

A Christmas where he actually shows up — because you let him...

A Christmas where you stop mothering the entire holiday and start receiving the love you’ve been trying to create alone...

This is exactly what we’re diving into inside:

✨️𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 — 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓔𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷...✨️

A 3-night masterclass that will change the way you both experience Christmas...

🗓 Monday December 1st – Wednesday December 3rd...

⏰ 8PM UK time on Zoom...

⏳ Each session is 90 minutes...

✨️Replays included...

If you’re tired of Christmas feeling like pressure
instead of connection…

If you want to understand his biology, your feminine nervous system, and the dynamics that make Christmas feel heavier than it needs to…

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏...

𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞. 👇🏻

08/11/2025

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔
𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆...

When the illusions fall away,
and you’re left sitting with the pulse of your own truth...

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔 —
𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈...

Not in the striving, but in the surrender...

She doesn’t need everything to be clear anymore.
She trusts the glow inside her chest
to guide her through the mystery...

Because she’s walked through her own night
and found God waiting there,
softly whispering —

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕, 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅...

04/11/2025

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑼𝒔...

To have someone who will sit with you in the fire
is the greatest gift...

To meet in the heat of truth...

where sparks of passion kiss the edges of our wounds...

and tend to them with softness,
is to know love as something holy.

Love smoulders, crackles, and spits...

It moves through us, a living, breathing flame that both consumes and creates...

It asks for courage...

for tenderness...

for the kind of presence that does not flinch
when the embers rise...

Tending to the fire we birthed in our hearts,

we learn its sacred rhythm...

when it longs to be stoked...

when it needs to breathe...

when it asks to be left in stillness...

We listen...

We remember what each of us brings to its altar...

To fuel without fear...

to honour without control...

to keep the flame alive without losing ourselves to it...

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏...

And beneath the sky of stars...

two souls become the light they once reached for,
burning steady in the quiet mystery of love.

02/11/2025

Every wound carries a sacred assignment...
to teach the heart how to open even when it aches...

When we stop resisting the darkness,
we find that it was never trying to destroy us…

only to deliver us home to the light we forgot we were.

08/10/2025

𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇...

I am not who I was last year...

I’ve changed so much that sometimes I wonder if I ever really knew myself at all...

So much stripping away...

So many identities dissolved...

𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆...

The grief...

The rage...

The heartbreak...

They lay heavy on my chest...

There were moments I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t do...

𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒕…
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅...

I’ve screamed at the evil in the world...

I’ve wept for innocence lost...

I’ve forgiven those who broke me —
and I’ve forgiven myself for all the ways I didn’t know better...

𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇...

I lost my confidence, my purpose, my voice —
through deep betrayal and confusion...

I faced my biggest fears...

abandonment, rejection, loss… and sisterhood betrayal...

Each one cracked me open...

𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆...

And when life handed me a crossroads,
I had a choice to hide away… or to choose myself...

𝑰 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆...

And after five months of standing in soul-alignment, justice found its way home...

Through that dark tunnel, I discovered something holy...

I found the courage to stay true to my spirit,
even when the world misunderstood my light...

And through it all — I mothered...

I held my boys through their own storms,
even while learning to hold the little girl inside me who was still healing...

I’ve learned that motherhood isn’t about perfection
it’s about presence...

It’s about showing them that strength and softness can exist in the same breath...

That it’s okay to cry, to pray, to rise again.

My children have witnessed my becoming
and in their eyes, I’ve remembered who I am...

This year, I’ve lived in the unknown...

I’ve birthed three journals into the world —
offerings for the women who are finding their way back to themselves...

I’ve resurrected my relationship through returning to God, and in doing so...

I’ve come to understand and love men on a deeper level than ever before...

This is my rebirth...

My reclamation...

𝑴𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 —
𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆.

19/09/2025

✨️𝑬𝑬𝑬𝑬𝑲....𝑰’𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔...✨

Something in me feels deeply called to gift 3 women a 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 journal for her journey…

Each of these journals was born through a different stage of my own feminine path:

🔥 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 came through me in the fire — when I was burning down old identities and learning how to rise again in my raw, untamed truth.

💖🗝 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 arrived in a softer season — a remembering of the seven archetypes that live inside every woman’s bones, guiding me back into devotion and wholeness.

🌹❤️ 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 is my most recent creation — born from love, biology, and truth. It’s the medicine of seeing men clearly, and of loving without losing yourself.

✨️𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅.
𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 3 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐 3 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 — 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘.✨️

𝐓𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫:

✨️𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒘: 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆?

✨️𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆.

✨️ 𝑭𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕...

This isn’t random luck… I’ll choose the reflections that touch me most deeply.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝟖𝐩𝐦 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟑 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲.

𝑺𝒐, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆… 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘?

18/09/2025

This Morning I blessed my man in the early hours of this morning for bringing me a cup of tea in bed, before he went off to work…

I blessed the men at the tip for helping me empty my car & for carrying the load…

I blessed the man for smiling & holding the door open for me as I went into the petrol station…

I bless the men who show up in the small ways...

In the everyday gestures that speak of presence,
in the strength that carries and the care that protects...

I bless the men who give without seeking recognition...

Who meet the world with steady hands and open hearts...

I bless the men who remember chivalry,
not as an act of power but as an act of love...

And I bless the men who are learning, unlearning,
and rising again into the truth of who they are...

Because when we honour the men, we awaken the part of them that longs to serve...

To protect...

To love...

And the whole world shifts. ✨

12/09/2025

The world is burning...

Not just in the skies and the soil,
but in our words, our hearts, our humanity.

Where have we lost the thread?...

When did it become normal to wish death upon another, simply because they see life through a different lens?...

This is not who we are...

This is not love...

This is not the legacy I want my children to inherit...

Be humble enough to pause...

To see how someone’s reflection of you is formed through their own pain, their own story...

And yet — stand firm in who you are. Rooted. True. Unshaken.

Because here’s the truth:

You don’t get to clean up the world if your own life is in chaos...

You don’t get to preach peace if you’re sowing hate with your words...

You don’t get to call for love if you’re unwilling to embody it in the smallest of ways...

So take inventory...

Who are you being?...

How are you living?...

What are you feeding — love or destruction?

The world is on fire, yes...

But the fire outside only mirrors the fire within...

And if we each tended our own flame with truth, humility, and love...

maybe, just maybe, this world wouldn’t burn quite so bright with hate.

22/08/2025

I can’t even tell you how excited I am right now… because this arrived today 🥹✨

A gift that was born for the women who felt the incredible magic inside the He’s Not a Hairy Woman 3-day masterclass...

Holding it in my hands feels surreal — 222 pages of truth, biology, devotion, and the feminine journey back home to love...

This journal isn’t just something to write in… it’s the continuation of the work...

The whispers...

The shifts...

The remembering...

For the woman who wants to keep the fire alive in her everyday life...

For the woman who knows love doesn’t mean losing herself...

For the woman who chooses, again and again, to stay open, safe, and soft...

This is for you... 💗

If your heart is saying yes already, leave me a comment and I’ll make sure you get early access to all the details before it goes live.

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25/07/2025

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐧 – 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕…but he handed you a slice of toast and asked if you were 𝑶𝑲?...

Not quite the deep, soul-penetrating moment you were aching for...

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 — 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 — 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔...

Because here’s the truth I’ve come to understand:
That wasn’t a rejection...

It was a 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓 attempt… in masculine language...

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓...

He 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 the shift...

And in the only way his biology instinctively knows how to respond —he reached for the butter and tried to bridge the space...

It’s 𝒏𝒐𝒕 that he’s emotionally unavailable...

It’s that he’s 𝒏𝒐𝒕 your therapist...

He’s 𝒏𝒐𝒕 your best friend...

He’s 𝒏𝒐𝒕 your inner voice...

𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏...

And men read outcomes — 𝒏𝒐𝒕 undertones...

You shift...

He 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒔 it — but doesn’t always know what it means...

So he fixes...

Offers...

Retreats...

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓...

This is where the emotional mothering creeps in:

Explaining what he 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅’𝒗𝒆 said...

Testing if he 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 gets you...

Holding back love to 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 a point...

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌...

What if he’s not emotionally broken?...

What if he’s 𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 differently…and your feminine heart was 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 meant to mother his masculinity into understanding?...

You don’t 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 him to become your girlfriend...

You 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 to feel safe enough in your body
to ask for 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 — without guilt, threat, or silence...

⏰️And if that lands somewhere deep in your chest…tonight is your 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨:

💻𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝.

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𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆...
And I 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 it can for you, too...

Come walk with me, love...
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.

23/07/2025

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 “𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑴𝒆𝒏” 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 – 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑶𝒏𝒆...

The one where we stop sweeping the dust with our nervous system...

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆...

It’s about biology, tenderness, and the subtle ways our need to feel safe turns into 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 him 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅 of trusting him.

Because no, Karen… he’s not ignoring the mess...

𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒕...

𝐁𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, he’s scanning for threats, not dust bunnies...

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒔...

𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓...

Neither of you is wrong — but 𝒐𝒏𝒆 of you is deeply misunderstood.

𝑳𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓… 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆-𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍...

✨ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝.✨️⏰️

Don’t miss them if you’re ready to see him — and yourself — through a whole new lens.

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22/07/2025

𝑰’𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅...

When I created He’s Not a Hairy Woman, 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 it would land deeply for the 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 women… but reading these messages has brought me to tears today 🥹👇🏼

”𝒀𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔.” – Charlotte

𝑾𝒆’𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒆’𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒅. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.”– Amy

" 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒉… 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂! 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 '𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈' 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔.”– Melanie

✨️⏰️𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.✨️⏰️

~ Because quite a few of you: — joined late,
— never got the email sequence (thanks, tech gremlins 🙄)...

— or simply needed a little more time to catch up, reflect and breathe it in.

So now, you’ve got a few extra days to: ✨ re-watch the workshops,

✨ let the wisdom land deeper...

✨ or message me if you want to talk it through and see if the full programme is for you.

This isn’t about pushing or proving...

It’s about honouring the process of the women who’ve already said “𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆.”..

If you haven’t watched them yet and want in before the door closes...

Come join my private Facebook group where everything is happening for FREE : 👇🏻

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