If the festive season is leaving you feeling less ‘Love, Actually’ and more ‘BAH, HUMBUG’, I’m here to tell you that you certainly ain’t alone.Read More
When I was in my late-twenties, my friend Noo took me to see an energy healer.
We were both quite recently single and trying hard to work through all our ‘stuff’ around romantic relationships to ensure we didn’t keep fucking them up in the future, like we had up till now.
Whilst I’d done a ton of therapy and spiritual coaching by this point (which had proved highly transformative), besides my regular yoga practice, I hadn’t done all that much ‘body work’ before.Read More
Matt was the first boyfriend I ever (knowingly) stole.
When we met during my first year of university, I’d had my own boyfriend back home in London.
However, the long distance was taking its toll, and we’d had a rough time of it as a couple after his dad had passed away after a long and torturous battle with cancer the previous summer.Read More
For the first five years of my career shift in to life and love-coaching, I worked part-time as a tutor and mentor to keep the pennies rolling in whilst I set up shop.
(As I always say, good things take times to grow – especially when it comes to setting up to a heart-centred business).
With a Bachelors degree in English Literature and a Masters in European Classical Acting, I was a good fit for teenage girls doing GCSE’s or A-Levels in English Lit, Classical Civilisation and Theatre Studies.Read More
Three days after I met my boyfriend Joe in a rave in the woods at Wilderness, I found myself eating spaghetti bolognese with his aunt and uncle at their house a few miles down the road from the festival.
I appreciate this was pretty fast moving, as relationship progressions go.
However, having not washed for an entire long weekend – and gotten soaked through in a torrential downpour as we were packing up our tents – I’d be damned if I was going to turn down Joe’s offer of a hot bath and meal within 20 minutes.Read More
When I was in my third and final year of university, I had a very rude romantic awakening.
It was the first time since lower-sixth form that I’d officially been single (even though I’d cheated on the two boyfriends I’d had within that period… a lot).Read More
A year or so in to our relationship, Joe and I were leaving a restaurant near Embankment station in London when I caught sight of a man selling his handwritten poems by the side of the street.
On closer inspection, I realised that this was the same man that my ex-boyfriend (‘Tiger’ in The Inner Fix) had bought a poem from the day we broke up back in the summer of 2012.
That poem - which Tiger had given to me when I left - was called Farewell Blessing.Read More
When I was 22, I moved to Moscow with a bunch of friends from drama school to live in what can only be described as a class-A shithole.
Our flat was straight out of the soviet era:
Grey, damp and without hot running water for pretty much the entirety of our stay.
But care, we did not, for we were there to PERFORM, dahhhhhling.Read More
The week before my 29th birthday, my mum took me to India.
Perhaps she could sense my low-level anxiety that my ‘dirty thirties’ were on the horizon and, unlike most of my closest friends, I did not as of yet possess my own home – or my own man to share it with…Read More
One of my Get Your Soulmate Digital love-coaching program graduates messaged me a few days ago about how to navigate the first month after an awful break-up.
I thought my responses may come in handy to you or a friend one day…Read More
On Saturday, I had the honour of marrying two of my dear friends - Sarah and Jake.
(I led the ceremony – I’m not in a polygamous marriage you understand!)
It was honestly one of the most moving experiences of my entire life.
I hope you had a magical August – mine was truly spectacular <3
Here’s just a few of the highlights:
I ran a workshop on ‘How To Meet The Love of Your Life at Wilderness’ (at – you guessed it – Wilderness Festival in Oxfordshire) and quite a few ladies who attended ended up meeting lovely fellas at the workshop/ in the festival that they’re now dating!
I celebrated my 3 year anniversary with Joe (as well as his 30th birthday) in epic style at Soho Farmhouse with both of our families and dearest friends.
When I was in the middle of the most fucked up year of my life, I got a very significant acting job.
I was to take on the title character in Shakespeare’s ‘The Taming of The Shrew’ in an outdoor summer production of the play.
As an English Literature and classical acting graduate, Shakespeare was my forte.
As a lost, angry and misunderstood hedonist, the shrew was a role I was all too eager to catapult myself in to as a distraction from my recent rapid weight gain, as well as the sporadic death threats I was receiving from my Russian ex-boyfriend (who I’d unknowingly given The Clap several months earlier).Read More
Love always enters later than you want.
Often, just moments after you’ve given up
All hope of it ever arriving….Read More
My relationship with Joe is pretty easy.
(80% of the time, at least – the other 20% I want to poke him in the eyeball).
The reason for this - at least in part - is because we happen to share the same love languages…
Last Thursday, I went to the wedding of one of my dear school friends, Claire, and her (now) husband, Syd – who I’ve also known since I was 14.
I have to say, it was one of the most stunning weddings I’ve ever been to (helped by the fact that the setting was Ibiza!)
What was most magical, though, was seeing just how much Claire and Syd adore each other.
Not just as lovers or life partners, but as true friends.
Because theirs was my second wedding in this month alone, inevitably, I’ve found myself thinking a lot about marriage over the last few days…Read More
Last week, I went to a Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous meeting in London.
And a woman shared something that I wish to GOD I’d been told at the beginning of my relationship with Joe.
But, at the same time, I know I probably wasn’t really ready to hear it until now…Read More
A 1:1 love-coaching client recently shared with me how her partner and her had hit a wall in their relationship.
And she didn’t know if she should hold out and weather the storm, or just cut her losses and leave.
It’s a predicament I’ve been in many times myself…Read More
The sun is out, our shades are on, and there’s a distinct sensation of summer romance in the air…
Welcome to the Great British Summer…
As I’m sure you’ve experienced, every relationship is made up of good and shitty times.
But, when the fights start outweighing the fun and the disagreements don’t stop coming, it can lead you to wonder if the easiest thing to say would just be…Read More