Despite everything my Dad continued to put me through, I still felt obliged to be there for him, as though I was the responsible parent. Finally, aged 20, I decided to take responsibility for myself instead, redefining who I was and what I would accept, reclaiming my power and starting to rewrite my story. From here on out my Dad would be absent, but through my own choice. 

 

No longer a “failing daughter”, now I was just me. In the absence of a relationship that had defined me for so long, I was ready to discover who I really was and my purpose in life. I travelled the world on a spiritual quest of holistic healing – immersing myself in the worlds of yoga ashrams, gurus and teachers, plant medicine, reiki and meditation. 

 

At the end of a 3 year journey, I found myself standing on a paradise beach in India, but inside I was being called to return home and apply everything I’d learned to step into my purpose. Unfortunately, this isn’t Eat, Love, Pray and instead I found myself working back at a 9-5, struggling against the undeniable knowing that this was no longer for me, but not knowing what else I could do.

 

Two years later I invested in a coach hoping this would help me figure out where I was going. Three sessions later everything I’d experienced in my life made sense, and I was firmly on my path to serving others.

 

Coaching has been life changing for me, not only personally, but also as my calling; enabling me to serve other fatherless daughters in redefining, reclaiming and rewriting their stories too.