Welcome. Thank you for visiting my website and taking the time to find out a little about me. I’m about to take you on a little journey about my life and why I’m passionate about what I do.
My early years
Throughout my childhood I mostly grew up with my grandparents. My mum had a mental illness and she wasn’t always able to take care of me as much as she wanted to. Life was quite challenging. There wasn’t an understanding about mental illness when I was growing up. And there wasn’t support for children who had a parent with a mental illness or had been removed from a parent due to illness either. I found it hard to connect with other children and was a bit of a loner. I was just an average student. By the time I left high school I pretty much stopped talking to people.
Massage therapy – always a healer
As a young child I used to give my family members massages. I discovered that people felt a lot better after I massaged them and I really enjoyed massaging and seeing the results. In high school I decided that I would learn massage once I left school. In those days it was not the ‘done’ thing to learn massage. It was seen as something which was for brothels and massage parlours!
But I was persistent. I found a job in a chemist, left school and saved up to pay for my massage course. I did so well I came equal first in the class and was asked to teach. So I went from a being quiet teen who didn’t speak to facilitating a massage therapy class. What a change in dynamics that was! I felt great teaching. For the first time in my life I felt like I was where I was meant to be. I just wanted to learn more.
(Getting my Massage Therapy Diploma at the Australian Academy of Remedial Therapies where I was invited to teach)
(Me with some of my wonderful students)
My next course was reflexology and this is where I had my first taste of healing with colour. That you could heal with coloured light was amazing! The colour torch I bought then is the same colour torch I use with clients today.
Turning life’s challenge’s into triumphs
At 22 I had my own massage therapy and reflexology business called Massage For Health. I lived by myself and was totally independent. Life was great. Then pretty much overnight I lost everything. I began to have anxiety attacks when seeing clients. I was having flashbacks. I couldn’t sleep.
I was exhausted all the time. Where I was used to going for day long bush walks it became a challenge just to walk down the street. I couldn’t eat meat without being sick for days. I became highly sensitive to chemicals. By the end of each day I felt like I had the flu. I had high levels of pain throughout my body. My hands were so painful I couldn’t even chop vegetables. It was like my body had shut down on me and I’d become an emotional mess.
Eventually I was diagnosed as having Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (Complex PTSD) Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS) and a pain disorder called Fibromyalgia. After having an extremely high pain tolerance I discovered that I had damaged the tendons in my hands massaging. It was impossible to see clients in that condition. I was told that I needed to give up work for at least 6 months but that I may never be able to return to work.
I learnt to appreciate the little things
So with a heavy heart I left my practice. I continued to teach four hours a week. I went from working 50 hour weeks and bush walking most weekends to almost nothing. Very challenging let me tell you. One of the few things which got me through that dark time was my neighbours cats. Every morning there would be NINE of them waiting at my door for their daily cuddles. I’d have cats popping in for a visit throughout the day. Tansy a little stripy tabby would visit me at 3 pm every day. We would lay on the lounge together for our afternoon nap.
The little things in life became really important. I learnt to stop and smell flowers. The pleasure of lying in the backyard on a sunny Sunday morning with a paper and breakfast. Ilearnt how to be comfortable with just being. I also became a better massage therapy teacher. I was now passionate about ensuring mstudents learnt how to look after themselves as a part of their practice.
Taking back control
I came to accept that I would never be able to massage again. I always like to be learning something new so I decided to get retrained. I enrolled for a Community Services Welfare diploma at TAFE. I dragged myself there. At one stage I had a virus in my eyes. It was agony and I couldn’t see for six weeks. I couldn’t even go out at night without sunglasses. My eyes
were just too sensitive. I had daily headaches and severe nausea. My body pain was so severe at times that I felt like I was dying and there was no medication for it. I had to move back to my grandparents and lived in a leaky caravan against the advice of doctors. I took twice as long to complete my qualification. I fell asleep in class often. But I did graduate. I persisted and I got through it.
(Taffy – trying to stow away when I was moving back to my grandparents)
Going to TAFE really opened up my mind about many things. I became really passionate about social justice. I became really interested in the Stolen Generations, past adoption practices, women’s health, refugee experiences and Gay and Lesbian rights. And it’s a big part of who I am today.
(TAFE days – mind expanding)
Once TAFE finished I still wasn’t well enough to work. I needed to keep mentally stimulated. I knew that I could get a year’s credit off a social work university degree. So even though I’d never considered university before I decided to give it a go. To my amazement I was accepted into University of Sydney.
My initial assessments didn’t go well. It took all my energy to get to campus. My thinking was really foggy. It would take 10 attempts to read a single sentence. I was having trouble getting words out. I would often jumble two words together. Writing, getting the words from my head onto paper was torture. The headaches were worse and I felt like I had ice cubes dissolving in my brain. My doctor had no answers. I was really worried to be honest. Additionally to this, my mum was living on the streets and missing.
I happened to be doing some research about fibromyalgia one day, trying to discover things I could do to help myself. I stumbled across a term called fibro-fog. It was like a light bulb went off. So I went on a mission to discover what it was and if that’s what I was experiencing. What I found out was really upsetting. Research was discovering that people with Fibromyalgia experience a reduction of grey matter in their brains on average by 8- 12%. This was where all the difficulties I was having with my thinking were coming from!
This new knowledge gave me two new missions. One, discover how to heal my brain. Two negotiate part time study and alternative assessment conditions for myself at university. For my brain I began to meditate to go to sleep every night, take gingko biloba, do brain training exercises and reduce my stress levels. Initially I was informed that Social Work was not offered in a part time study format. I persisted though and I was given permission to study part time. And the great consequence was that other students with disabilities and chronic health conditions were also then able to as well. And yes at 38 year of age I did get my degree after six long years. I went from not being able to read a single line to getting first class honours! Woohoo!
Why I do what I do
Well it’s been a few years since I completed university. And many years have passed since I lost everything. But you know what? I have honestly gained so much more than I lost. I feel alive today. I’m not just alive but I’m living. I’m really healthy physically and emotionally I’ve never been better. I have learnt a great deal. I have tried many therapies along the way. I’ve had many ups and downs. There were times I had lost all hope to be able to improve my health and now have a truly enjoyable and meaningful life. But the reality is, life is better than it’s ever been and it continues to become even more fantastic every day.
I didn’t take this journey alone. I had many helpers along the way. Doctors, counsellors, natural health practitioners… They all contributed to my healing journey. Just as I can contribute to yours. You have just read a little of my story. I have experienced and come through many things in life. Everything I have experienced and learnt assists me to support
you on your healing journey.
Why I believe in Energetic Healing and Psychology
“Energy is everything and everything is energy”
We are energetic beings. We are frequency. Every cell in our body runs on electricity. That’s why we can measure our heart rate and brain function. Our nervous system is an electrical system. You could liken our bodies to a radio. When a radios wire is bent or broken it effects how the radio functions as a whole. When a two way radios antenna isn’t working efficiently it can’t pick up or send out radio waves very well. It is the same with our ‘energetic system’. When there is a block to our energetic system it can impact us on all levels of our being – physically, emotionally and spiritually. We are energy.
I believe that the future of healing is ‘energetic’ because energetic healing works on all levels of our being both conscious, unconscious and even beyond that.
Energetic Healing methods are great for bringing our whole body, mind and spirit into harmony so we can heal ourselves on all levels.
I have used a variety of energetic healing practices for my own healing and development. They have enabled me to increase my health and make major shifts in my life and they might be able to help you as well.
It’s such a privilege to be doing what I do. I feel grateful every day to be able support others journeys and to nourish my soul at the same time.
(Me with my wonderful client Maz)