Unfurl is Released!

Apr 16, 2014 by

“There isn’t any such thing as an ordinary life.” – L.M. Montgomery, Emily Climbs



I am so excited to share my novel with you. It was released yesterday!

I made the decision about 6 weeks ago to self-publish. Last night I went onto the Createspace website and hit the ‘Publish My Book’ button. (What a great button!) It told me that it would be 5 – 7 days before it went live on Amazon’s sites. This morning I put a sneaky photo on Instagram and discovered 10 minutes later that it was already available to buy!

Unfurl is a novel about magic and food and baggage and connection. It is about looking at yourself and the stories that hold you back. Best described by one reader as Eat, Pray, Love meets The AlchemistUnfurl was initially written as my response to Sue Monk Kidd’s comment about women being the largest untapped resource on the planet. Fed stories of unworthiness and fear, shame and guilt, many women believe that they are powerless. This book is my attempt to give contemporary women a new story to believe in. A modern heroine’s journey with a dose of sacred magic, Unfurl is the story of what happens when you dare to ask for more.

I’ve got all of the chapters recorded, so I will be releasing an audio version in the coming weeks, but in the meantime if you are interested and would like to buy a book, if you are in North America, go here. If you are in the UK go here.  (Please ignore the temporarily out of stock message – it’s only because they are printing them on demand – please, demand!) If you are anywhere else and it’s on your Amazon site, please let me know the link!

Updated: It’s being converted to Kindle as we speak and should be on there by or before the 29th.

If you want to hear the first chapter, you can also go here.

This is the result of many years of writing and dreaming – I have to tell you, it feels amazing.



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My Wild Grandmothers

Feb 2, 2014 by

The breaking of the bond between a woman and her wildish nature is often misunderstood as the intuition itself being broken.  This is not the fact.  It is not intuition which is broken, but rather the matrilineal blessing on intuition, the handing down of intuitive reliance between a woman and all females of her lines who have gone before her – it is that long river of women that has been dammed. ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes  

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Lineage. Matrilineal lines. Ancestors. Those words have been finding me a lot lately. I admit that I haven’t been paying attention to their call.

Then I read this quote this morning on Ronna Detrick’s site and looked it up in my own battered copy of Women Who Run with the Wolves. Sure enough, I had underlined it. The colour of the line tells me that it first attracted me back in 2003.

I missed my Great Grandmothers even then.

I’m lucky. My relationship with my Mom and my Grandmothers is and was very good. But it occurs to me as I write this, that they never really told me stories about their Grandmothers. I have heard a few, but it doesn’t take very long even for my Oma – who, though in her 90s still remembers everything - to run out of stories about the women who came before. My Mother’s family immigrated to Canada when she was three. She never knew her Grandmothers, so neither do I. Their stories were not passed on.

But I know it goes deeper than that. There is a reason that women’s stories stopped being told.

This post and I have spent several hours together as I waited for inspiration on how to end it. I wanted some great stroke of insight that would tell me where to go next, but the truth is that I don’t know. Part of me wants to simply hit delete. But there is a knowing deep in my core that is telling me to sit with these questions. To put them down and sit with them and then listen for the next steps.

And so I will.








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Letting Go of Red Alert

Jan 21, 2014 by

“Temperamentally anxious people can have a hard time staying motivated, period, because their intense focus on their worries distracts them from their goals.” ― Winifred Gallagher

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I have a slightly skewed superpower: when I look at any situation, I can see the conclusion. What makes my power skewed is that I can’t see the actual conclusion.  Instead I can see the worst possible conclusion; what could happen if I don’t do something like lock the door, do the risk assessment, buy travel insurance or go somewhere without first looking it all up on the internet.

I know that there are wonderful blessings from this power. I always – always – have the paperwork/ number/ list/ pen. I have flying down to a fine art, and I always have a plan. This has made me soar up the ranks in my career, and I can see how to use my power for good.

But for some reason when it comes to my dreams, this power holds me back.

You see, being able to see the worst means that I have been operating in a perpetual state of red alert. My husband only half-jokingly occasionally calls me a squirrel. That’s me: constantly preparing for winter. Running around, buying three of the things I like just in case I can’t find them again. Getting up to check if the door is locked. Knowing what could happen if I leap. I don’t look excitedly towards the fulfilment of my dreams, I worry about what will happen if they come true. If I stopped typing right now and focused on my body, I guarantee you my shoulders would be up around my ears and my stomach would be in a knot.

My soldiers are always at their battle stations.

But I have chosen align as my focus for 2014, and when I am standing on a beach in Costa Rica, I do not want to be worrying whether or not I have worn the right SPF. It’s time to use my power for good. Instead of believing the worst that could happen, I am choosing to let go of red alert. I am choosing to release the tightness in my belly. I am letting go of the story I tell myself of having to control everything in order to be safe. I am choosing to decide for myself how I will react. Red alert will no longer be my operating procedure, but a signal that it is time to pause, breathe and make a conscious decision. It’s time to remember that a) I am a grown-up now, b) I am always safe and c) I’ve got this.

So thank you to Red Alert. Thank you for all of the gifts you have given me. But I am ready now to stop letting you rule my life. Thank you, but I’m letting you go.



letitgo_badgeThis post is part of the Let it Go Project: a collection of stories leading up to a beautiful releasing ritual, hosted by Sas Petherick on the 30th of January. All the details for this free event are here. And you can take part! Be inspired by other posts in this project, and share what you are ready to let of of on the Let it Go Project Community Page!



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Are You Ready to Win the Lottery?

Jan 6, 2014 by

“Wherever you go, there you are.” – John Kabat-Zinn

It’s a question beloved of life explorers everywhere:

If you won the lottery tomorrow, and money was no longer an issue, what would you do?

I know exactly what I am going to do. I am going to buy and move into my dream home in Costa Rica. I am going to have enough land to have several spaces that creative souls can rent (complete with studios & writing desks with views) or that I can gift time in.  I will self-publish my novel and then write every day until I have written and published the 7 books that the Glastonbury psychic (naturally) told me I was going to write. I will lead and help facilitate retreats there and all over the world, collaborate with incredible people, and I will focus on inspiration and love.

That is exactly what I am going to do.

But what if I did win the lottery tomorrow? What then?

Would I be ready to run off to Costa Rica? Would I grab my dream with both hands or stand there wondering what to do next; wishing I had gotten rid of my crap (both literal and symbolic) years ago?

Am I ready for my dream to come true?

Are you?

There is a lot of talk right now in blogging circles about choosing one’s word of the year. For me, I have decided to align myself with my dream. I am going to get rid of my crap (of all kinds), strengthen my body, and focus on love and inspiration. I know what I want. I know how I will be when I am there. I don’t need to figure out the how right now.

I just need to align myself to the what.

So if I win the lottery tomorrow, or if life happens, I’ll be ready.

In fact, I’ll already be there.



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Grateful December

Dec 1, 2013 by

“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.” – Thornton Wilder

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I dug deep in November. Deeper than I thought I was going to go. I now know that the Redfox Retreat - everything about it – changed me on a cellular level. It gave me a glimpse of my superpowers. I allowed myself to open to who I am and how I can be in the world in a totally different way.

I’ve always had a strange energetic connection to things. I get shivers up and down my back when I connect with something. It’s like the feeling that comes “when someone walks over your grave”, but it’s deeper inside than that. Up until recently I had turned it off. The only time it got through was when I was overwhelmed with the force of something. Watching the London marathon every year, for example, leaves me weeping. The sheer positive force of all of those people is something I can’t block out. And Remembrance Day services? Forget it.

At Redfox, I made the decision to allow myself to be fully open. To be present. To not block the connections. I thought I was going to be overwhelmed, but instead it was a lovely, gentle connection to the women who were present.

That is, until the night we lit the cauldron.

I won’t go into the details because they are private and sacred, but as each woman stepped forward and said her piece, I was shivering and shaking uncontrollably. Luckily, there was a grounded and gracious soul holding me up through the whole thing; keeping me present and safe enough to let it continue.

The shift that happened when I let myself feel those feelings pushed me to explore everything more deeply in November. I looked at who I AM, not who I wish I could be or who I would be if I was different, or even who I am at my worst. I tried very hard to present myself – not future me, not past me – present me. Now.

I looked at who I am in this exact moment.  And what I found is astonishing.

In Care of the Soul Thomas Moore says, “Observance of the soul can be deceptively simple. You take back what has been disowned. You work with what is, rather than what you wish you were.”

I always thought that in order to move forward I needed to have a plan to change myself in some way. I realise now that this is complete bullshit. What matters is where my heart and mind are right now. I know that that is not new or radical, but for me it is enormous.

So I am dedicating December to gratitude. For me, gratitude is about being fully present. it’s about really seeing the treasures and the connections and the sacred in all things.

Today? I am grateful for the warm hand that held mine at the cauldron, and for all of those women, and for the months between then and now. And I am grateful for you. Thank you for being in my life.




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