From a young age, discipline, dedication, and deep feeling have been close companions on my path. I grew up in the world of acrobatic gymnastics — a space of fierce focus and physical expression — training rigorously from the age of four and later competing at a national level. My father, an ultra-endurance athlete, modelled determination and devotion in ways that shaped my early understanding of strength. Not only the kind found in miles run or mountains climbed, but the quieter strength of perseverance, discipline, and showing up wholeheartedly, even when no one is watching.

But strength, I came to learn, is not only physical. In my teenage years, my relationship with food and my body began to fracture. This was the beginning of a long and complex journey with anorexia, a struggle that quietly shaped my early adult life. In those years, I was quietly searching for balance, control, and a way to feel safe inside my own skin. I turned to plant-based living, studied Health and Nutritional Science at university, and found moments of meaning in creativity — self-publishing a plant-based recipe book in 2017. This is when I found yoga.

What began as a tool for emotional regulation and grounding during turbulent years slowly became a deeper path of self-compassion, presence, and softening. Yoga was no longer a place to perform; but rather, it became a way of being. As my practice deepened, so too did my reverence for its roots. I felt increasingly drawn to the ancient wisdom and lineage from which yoga arises, learning not only through practice but also through humble study and listening. In 2019, I followed this call across oceans: first to Sri Lanka to complete my 200-hour Yoga Teacher Training, and then to Costa Rica to study Trauma-Informed Yoga. I returned changed — steadier, more spacious, with a clearer sense of what it means to hold space for others.

Then, in 2020, my world cracked open. My father ended his own life.

There are moments in life that shake us, when time stands still and the ground gives way beneath our feet. That year became the beginning of a profound grief journey, one that continues to shape not only how I live, but also how I serve.

In the wake of my loss, I turned again toward learning. I trained to become a therapist, guided by a quiet knowing that the pain I had walked through and the fire I had survived could one day be carried forward to walk alongside others in theirs. Today, I work with individuals navigating grief, loss, and life’s many thresholds, both in one-to-one therapy and within community spaces like Grief Circles. I also volunteer for the national organisation Survivors of Bereavement by Suicide, honouring the shared humanity that connects us in both heartbreak and in healing.

Alongside this, my work in design has continued to flourish, a path that began in childhood with a natural affinity for digital creativity. From early self-taught beginnings, to roles in social media and digital design for well-established UK companies, and now as a trusted Squarespace Gold Partner Website Designer, I bring both detail and depth to every brand I support. I primarily work with heart-led entrepreneurs — those with vision, purpose, and stories that matter, and who share values that align with my own: integrity, authenticity, depth, and a deep commitment to creating meaningful impact in the world.

Across the three branches of my work — therapy, yoga, and design — my work is in service of the human spirit. Not to fix or to rush, but to honour. To witness. To meet people where they are and gently walk beside them as they remember their way home.