Pink blooming cherry blossoms with a quote about owning and loving oneself by Brené Brown.

My Spiritual Journey Began with a Breakdown.

Ten years ago, I was living in Dubai, chasing success, holding it all together on the outside—yet quietly crumbling within.

I had been running.

From grief.

From the heartbreak of losing both my parents.

From a toxic relationship that eroded my self-worth.

And from the silent shame I carried—shame that was never mine to begin with.

But life has a way of bringing you to your knees… just before it teaches you how to rise.

In 2017, I broke. And that breaking became my breakthrough.

Returning home to the UK, I found myself surrounded by the love of family. I slowly began to soften.

I learned how to feel again.

How to receive love.

How to trust myself enough to let go of everything that no longer served me.

As I rebuilt, I also began to remember who I really was.

Not the version of me shaped by expectations, pain, or performance.

But the woman my soul came here to be.

Through my corporate career, I had the privilege to travel across the Middle East, Asia, and Europe—training teams, leading openings, and shaping businesses. But while I explored the world professionally, I was also navigating an inner pilgrimage of healing.

I became a student of the soul:

✨ Gratitude

✨ The Law of Attraction

✨ Meditation

✨ Coaching

✨ Reiki & Sound Healing

✨ NLP & Hypnotherapy

Every modality cracked me open. Every lesson led me home.

But my greatest teacher? Movement.

Walking, hiking, yoga—these practices became my sanctuary.

They kept me grounded.

They brought me back into my body.

They gave me strength when my heart felt weak.

In late 2021, I felt it again—the old patterns creeping back in. The burnout. The pressure. The disconnection.

So I did the scariest thing I’ve ever done.

I walked away from a high-level career and chose myself.

I said yes to a life sabbatical.

Yes to healing.

Yes to the unknown.

And I’ve never looked back.

Since then, I’ve been walking—literally and metaphorically.

From South America to Thailand, through volunteer work, retreats, and spiritual study.

Most profoundly, I’ve walked eight different routes of the Camino de Santiago—each one a sacred chapter in my story.

The Camino stripped me back.

It gave me space to grieve, to feel, to connect, and to listen.

It reminded me that healing isn’t linear—

It’s step by step, breath by breath.

And somewhere between the blisters and breakthroughs… I found my purpose.

To walk alongside others on their own healing journey.

To create soulful spaces where movement, mindfulness, and meaning come together.

To hold space for those who are finally ready to come home to themselves.

I believe in honesty. In courage. In raw, messy, human truth.

And I believe deeply that there is no shame in your story.

As Brené Brown says,

“Vulnerability is courage.”

And I believe that when we let ourselves be seen—fully and unapologetically—

We give others permission to do the same.

This is the heartbeat of everything I create:

🌀 Unalome Healing

🌀 Retreats, wellness walks, and soulful guidance

🌀 A safe space to rise, reclaim, and remember who you are