Sometimes you gotta get pummeled by elephants…
A friend once told me that when someone's life is ready to change, some people notice the subtle signs from the universe and begin to shift gently.
Whilst others… wait until they're smacked face down and pummeled by elephants before finally admitting that something's gotta give.
On my road to self-love, I was metaphorically trodden on by 100 elephants before I finally admitted that my life was in desperate need of change.
Before I admitted that I was stuck in a cycle of self-abandonment.
That I didn't know how to care for myself—my body suffering from poor eating, late nights, and zero maintenance.
That I used my body and my pussy as a barter tool to feel loved.
That I was constantly anxious and full of self-doubt, my mind a minefield of criticism and unworthiness.
That I felt totally alone in life—even with amazing friends and a loving mum, I still felt abandoned by the universe.
It wasn't until that fateful night in Portugal—after yet another emotionally unavailable man, crying myself to sleep—that I finally cracked open and whispered to myself: something has to change.
But where does one even begin, when there are so many things going wrong?
It's overwhelming. Paralysing, even.
I'd tried a few therapy sessions back home, but nothing much had shifted.
I'd heard of this thing called self-love… but how the hell do you actually attain it?
That morning in Portugal, puffy-eyed and headachey from crying, I turned to the only place I could think to ask for help—the internet.
I posted in a Portuguese community Facebook group:
“Help me, my heart chakra is blocked.”
And that was the beginning.
Once I admitted that I couldn't carry this weight alone, that I needed help—life began responding.
From a healer in Portugal… to a Tantra training in France… to a Dutch festival that pointed me toward the Swedish self-development community where everything began to shift.
I spent the next two years in deep devotion.
To understanding myself.
To feeling my pain.
To unravelling the patterns and learning how to come home to me.
As a teacher, I began witnessing that same transformation in others. The people around me who were also courageously doing this work. Workshop after workshop, healing after healing… something profound was happening.
The confidence.
The self-care.
The boundaries.
The clarity in expressing needs, desires, and truth.
The reclamation of body sovereignty.
And when I felt that my inner worth had anchored deeply in my being, I knew it was time to share the map. To guide others home to themselves.
Today, I've supported hundreds of women and femme beings on the journey of self-love. And while every story is unique, what's even more striking is just how similar we all are underneath.
The same longings.
The same fears.
The same quiet ache to feel at peace within our own skin.
And so I created Self Love Legacy—a 6-month mentorship designed to walk you through the essential foundations of self-love:
Physical: Honouring your body
Emotional: Healing your inner child & tender parts
Mental: Rewriting stories & beliefs about worthiness
Sexual: Transforming shame & reclaiming pleasure
Spiritual: Deepening your connection to something greater
Over six months, a group of brave, committed babes will journey through these realms—held in both sovereignty and sisterhood.
Because I've seen it time and time again: when one woman heals, she lights a torch that guides others home.
So if something in you is whispering “it's time”...
If you're tired of carrying it all alone, or waiting for the next metaphorical elephant…
Join us.
Your self-love legacy begins here.
