The surfing yoga therapist ?

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New Waters, Old Waves, and a Big New Chapter

This summer, some new things are unfolding for me.

I’m continuing to learn to sail with the wonderful @zoenextthesea. Being on the water feels like a whole other kind of classroom—unpredictable, expansive, and humbling in the best way.

I’m also making a return to something that’s always held a complicated place in my heart: surfing. It’s been a tricky relationship over the years—some falls, some fears, and a lot of learning. But I’m feeling the pull to reconnect, and see what the waves have to teach me this time around. If nothing else keeps me fully present and fit.

And then… there’s something much bigger.

This summer, I begin a two-and-a-half-year training with @themindedinstitute to become a yoga therapist.

Let me tell you—imposter syndrome is loud. I’m 48 years of age ,heading back into a serious learning environment. That voice that creeps in and says, “Who do you think you are?” “You can’t do this” is real. But if we all listened to that voice, we’d do very little with our lives.

If you’ve been to my classes, you’ll know I call that voice Tony (sorry Tony, I don’t know why you’re a man—but you are 😅). And I have learned to firmly, lovingly tell Tony to do one.

No, I’m not a therapist or counsellor (yet), but I’ve always been drawn to the human mind. The complexity of our inner worlds. The depth of suffering we endure. And, even more so, the remarkable resilience we carry—the way we survive, adapt, and sometimes even transmute pain into light. That’s not just healing, that’s alchemy.

Helping people is my superpower. It always has been.

It began in childhood, as a response to my environment—trying to make things okay, trying to fix what felt broken.

Over time, that pattern transformed. It deepened. It matured.

The work I do now is rooted in the understanding that pain is part of life—and so is healing. My time in the London Police brought experiences of trauma and sorrow that left deep imprints. I’ve been on a healing journey ever since. A long, slow shedding of old stories and survival strategies. A return to something truer.

This new course requires personal therapy alongside the academic work. I work with a personal counsellor throughout. It’s a full dive. I’ll be sharing parts of the process along the way—because I always share what I’m learning, even when (especially when) it blows my brain.

And here’s one of the biggest lessons so far:

It’s okay to need a hand when you’re in the eye of the storm.

There are daily practices that help us anchor:

Meditation. Asana. Walking. Journalling. Sitting still with the hard stuff. Transcendental meditation. Metta meditation.

You don’t need to do all of them. But small, consistent practices are where the shift begins.

Here’s something I believe with every fibre of my being:

Nothing outside of you will heal you.

It’s only you who can create the change you long for.

We can’t fix others. That’s never our job. But we can hold up a light to say:

“It gets better.”

And it can be beautiful.

If anyone wants to go surfing this summer, talking yoga, philosophy and healing trauma ! I am your girl !

Thanks for walking this journey with me. I can’t wait to share more