Finding the right words to share what has happened these last few days at Exhale has left me speechless in ways I’m unfamiliar.  But here goes…

Witnessing women remember who they are is an honour.  And this is exactly the privilege I had of seeing this past weekend and it was beautiful, incredible and so deeply inspiring. 

The magic started in our opening circle when something shifted.  An invitation to look deeper, with gentleness and compassion, offered the space for armour to soften and masks to drop.  A moment that rippled through the space and these beautiful women allowed themselves to be seen.

Not for who the world expected them to be, but for who they truly are. 

And in that stillness, I felt the magnitude of what we had created together.  A space for women to come home to themselves.  Over our three days, I had the privilege of witnessing this moment again, and again.

As each woman gave herself permission to honour what was calling her, and set aside the noise, the expe...

I’ve been intrigued with the power of community since I was a child, on reflection.  Having grown up in a small country town, I think I have always been acutely aware of the feeling that you have when you know your neighbours and the people you greet as you walk down the street.  It’s a feeling that I have continued to seek out in my adult life, a desire for my own village.

This interest was sparked again in 2017 when I travelled to Malawi with The Hunger Project.  After immersing ourselves in the work they were doing to empower villages out of poverty, it was evident that despite how little many of these communities had, there was an undeniably strong sense of community that existed.  A joy, a sense of oneness. 

Inspired by this sense of community, I returned home, adopting this premise in my own business, rebranding to COMUNiTI and establishing our foundational purpose of “fostering the creation of communities where people feel connected”.

7 years on and my sense of what it truly ...

For a long time, I was ignoring the signs.

The exhaustion, the brain fog, the emotional overwhelm—I chalked it up to the demands of motherhood, business, and life. I pushed through, ignoring the signals my body was desperately sending.

Until I couldn’t anymore.

At the end of 2023, my health hit a wall. I was juggling an 18-month-old, two older children, a business, and the never-ending mental load that so many women carry. But something felt off. No matter how much I slept, I woke up exhausted. Bone achingly exhausted. My emotions felt raw, my mind clouded, and despite trying everything, nothing seemed to help.

Doctors ran tests. Everything came back “normal.”

But I knew this wasn’t normal.

The Reality of Burnout

It wasn’t until a friend introduced me to Chris & Filly and their Ending Body Burnout program that I finally got answers. My body wasn’t just tired—it was depleted. Tests revealed adrenal fatigue, SIBO, low serotonin, low dopamine and reduced liver function. My ne...