Wildflower Transformation Coaching

In December, life took an unexpected turn as we said our earthly farewell to someone we love dearly, a very close family member. We then had a major fire by our home which came so close that we could have lost everything, so my nervous system has been all over the place as we grieve and count our blessings.

Losing someone close and coming close to fire once again has brought me close to our immortality and that of everyone and everything around us. And as we face changes ahead, one of the questions that has been coming up is “Are you going to slowly die, or are you going to truly live?"

And truly living comes with holding it all, the pain and the beauty, the loss and the abundance, the grief and the courage to keep going... the fear and the deepest, most wonderous love.

As we move forward in these times of crumbling, may we hold each other tight. May we learn to dance in the flames, and have the courage to create a world that makes life worth truly living for everyone.

Something that has been sitting with me though is impact. As I transition into this next decade, I have been acknowledging again the different versions of me that I’ve been along the way, especially as people from different chapters reached out to me to wish me well.

We are not always aware of the impact we have on people, place, the land, the seen and the unseen. Whether that be good or bad, because let’s face it, we have all been the villain in some stories, no matter how good our intentions.

I’ve learned along the way to hold these versions and parts of me, some easily with love and compassion, others still with some shame and heartache.. and I honour them all for their place in my unfolding. And as I do that, I am constantly reminded to keep going, to continue sharing from my heart, from my lineage and being ok with it landing however it needs to land.

Some of the impact we make, we will never see the fruits of, we will never know how it rippled out, and we have to be ok with that. To keep showing up with courage, to continue to create regardless of whether it seems like it was noticed. This is where legacy is made, in knowing that each breath you take makes a difference, each loving act creates healing, each new idea brought into the world alters the fabric of reality.

Connect with the quiet whispers within and around you.

Voicing the Whispers is a half-day individual retreat, a soft pause for your body, mind, and spirit. A chance to replenish, heal and reconnect with the quiet whispers that have been trying to come through you. To find your words and step further into your unique voice.

I will be hosting these individual, one on one, retreats during October and November, if this offering speaks to you, you can book a convenient date through the Calendly in the comments below and I will be in touch to finalise:

Dates: Select Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays
Time: 9.30am - 13.30pm
Location: Fynbos Reserve near Cape Point, Cape Town
Investment: R1,900.00 (payment options available)

What's included?

🌿Herbal tea and light snack
🌿One to one mentoring and water healing
🌿Blending a flower essence to take home afterward
🌿30min catch-up one month after to help with integration
🌿Space and time in nature to hear and voice the whispers

Looking forward to holding space for you if this feels aligned.

Part of the reason I have been quieter over the past couple of years has been due to my health. I didn’t realise the extent to which my body had been run down during the years prior to having a burnout, then adding on the stress of healing (which is not always spoken about), having three pregnancies, the birth portal of 2 children who arrived by c-section, breastfeeding and starting a business… my body finally had enough and wanted to be heard.

The rumblings were there for a while, but the last pregnancy with my little Finn brought so much to the surface. I got gestational diabetes towards the end, and afterwards I just felt flat and exhausted to the point I was struggling to leave the house and became a real hermit. I also put on a lot of weight, and was experiencing the shame that goes along with that, especially as there is now a box and aesthetic that is flaunted for healers. I wanted to blame it on the broken sleep but knew it was deeper.

I finally found the right support and the results showed that I had really low cortisol. Apparently this can happen when you have been in a state of high cortisol for too long, that your brain instructs your adrenals to stop producing as much cortisol. Prolonged periods of too much cortisol can create a lot of damage to your memory and brain function. The other big find was insulin resistance, which was a tough one to swallow and I’m still working through the deeper emotional ancestral patterns linked to this, alongside taking both allopathic and natural medicines, and using my flower essences.

I wanted to share this as it has stopped me from showing up, I haven’t wanted to be seen or be on camera as much as I had been before. I have also had to rest a lot in between the work with my beautiful clients. My work energises me, I love my people, and it can also take a lot out of you holding space for others along with the duty you have to the unseen realms. This is the reality for many behind the glossy facade of what is presented of the healer and I feel that it can be really inauthentic to not also show the messier parts of what it takes to really heal yourself, your lineage and to hold others.

It’s wonderful to feel my strength slowly returning now, and I’m looking forward to doing more soon with new offerings that have been on my heart for some time. I also know I am really privileged to be able to do this work and have access to resources to heal this way. I sit between worlds on the land that I inhabit, and the deep friendships that I have been cultivating while I’ve been doing decolonisation work. I know there are so many out there with these symptoms and worse from the prolonged trauma that people of colour have experienced and are experiencing. More on this soon too.

Thank you for taking part of your precious time to read this and witness me, sending much love # # #

There is a theme I’ve seen playing out for many people, especially healers, around the relationship to our voices

It’s not surprising as humanity and the Earth is being held in a stranglehold around the throat while we all have to grapple with what we stand for, what we consciously and unconsciously consent to, what makes us silent and what makes us roar.

So much of what our lineages experienced around the voice is coming to the surface too, as we see how much has been brushed under the carpet for millennia in the name of keeping the peace. However, it’s clear that this “peace” was a facade that has created a pattern so deep, that a loss for words has become the norm.

The word is creation, and we are being called to heal the words that have been hijacked, to reclaim their original meanings and frequencies, so we can create something new. To let go of hiding behind the words, and to wield them into new ways of being, relating and loving.

It’s time to choose if your voice will be used for the biggest wave of healing we have ever witnessed, or if it will add power to destruction, death and anti-life.

It’s time to choose who has control over your voice, and to take a stand for life, for love, for our humanity.

This is a question I have asked a lot in the last few years as I stepped into a very different life and embraced my role as a healer.

It cuts right through the “should do’s” and “should be’s” and allows you to listen to what your body and intuition are trying to tell you.

Asking the right questions can be really helpful to drown out the noise and hear your own inner wisdom. If you have been on a healing journey for a while, you can often want to get past the wounds that have been made to seem less significant. However healing what stops you from trusting yourself, and keeps you seeking outward validation, is some of the most important healing you will ever do.

New Age wants us to be seeking the highs and the fluff. However, as the world continues to become even more polarising, with conflicting advice and “knowledge” everywhere, remember, you know what to do.

Trust yourself # # #

What I stand for - Legacy of Love

Reverence
Less about spiritual ego and more about spiritual reverence, respect and understanding of the spirit realm

Embodiment
Less about mental knowledge and more about embodied wisdom

Community
Less about being a guru with many followers and more about creating conscious community together

Liberation
Less about freedom for a few and more about liberation for all lineages

Healing
Less about social media pop psychology and more about healing all the way down to your cells, your bones, your DNA

Plant Spirit
Less about misusing plants and more about consiously working with the subtle magic that surrounds you everywhere

Remembrance
Less about trying to fix yourself and more about remembering and reclaiming all of who you are

Love
Less about trying to manifest your dream life and more about co-creating a Legacy of Love

Whether you are fully aware of it, or have been trying to push it away, we are all feeling on some level the anxiety and chaos of these times.


Especially if you are here, we are the sensitive ones, the ones who were told we are too emotional and feel too much, however this has always been your greatest gift and your gifts really are needed now more than ever.


So today I am practicing what I preach and sharing how we can work together during this season, sharing my offerings which are here support highly sensitive healers and cycle breakers in these times of great change.


As I advocate for working within the seasons and cycles of your own life and body, I am also doing that for myself by allowing my offerings to change with the seasons both internally and externally.


May you find something here that will be balm for your spirit. Feel free to reach out if you have any questions.


La grá (much love) # # #

10 years ago, I moved back to South Africa, after a gap year turned into 11 years away.


There was a call inside for years to move home to the lands that birthed me. Here is part of my story of coming back and going through an awakening. This is not about everything I’ve “achieved”, but more importantly about who I have become.


It is also about stating what has been obvious to me for a while, but not so obvious to others. I’ve spoken around it, tried to avoid it, focused on other projects, even became a hermit for a while.. however you can’t avoid your calling.. and mine is to hold space for healers so they can also heal, and step into their destiny… it’s time to get to work, it’s time for us to create a legacy of love.


Le grá (with love) Beth # # #

Solstice blessings to all. As we celebrate the Summer Solstice here on the southern tip of Africa, it felt like a good time to share something I’ve been working on for some time now.


Working is not really the right word, as it’s felt more like play, with a bit of magic, and a lot of discomfort too. Being overly serious, linear and knowing what comes next is deeply conditioned in most of us, that we miss out on the gifts waiting to be reclaimed just underneath that.


So here I am, announcing that the Blue Bottle Apothecary is coming soon, we have 5 beautiful flower essences ready to share with all of you and will grow the collection from there. These are very special flowers which are growing here near Cape Point in Cape Town which is the root of the magnificent Mountain range. I can’t wait to share their healing magic with you.


Also a big thank you to Liz from for hand drawing the plants and designing the labels. So grateful for everything we have co-created together over the years.


Watch this space, more details coming soon # # #

It feels like it’s a good time for a bit of a reintroduction post as I slowly come back after being in a birth portal with my son Finn who arrived 9 months ago (I also have a beautiful daughter Chloe who is 6 years old).


I took a step back for longer than expected after a difficult pregnancy that forced me to slow down and allow everything that has happened over the last few years to integrate and sink in. I have changed and expanded through my own healing and initiation journey, so my work and what I am called to speak about is evolving too.


Here are a couple things that have been lighting me up with my clients and my own personal journey:

- Whether you want to call it cycle breaking, epigenetics, intergenerational or ancestral healing, most of our patterns and what we struggle with did not start with us and a big part of what I help people heal from is both personal and ancestral trauma. Working with people like this has helped me to see in between the lines of what is written in the history books to the unwritten stories of what has happened over the centuries and how that has affected us all individually and collectively;
- Loving story so much, I also love helping others to find their roots and the stories of their lineages. Be that in mythology or by finding out more about your family’s personal history, there is a lot of healing to be found from understanding and sharing these stories. We have been disconnected from our roots, and each other, on purpose and it is a big part of the loneliness epidemic we are experiencing;
- When I first came up with the name for my business almost 7 years go, it was based on the quote “In a field full of roses, she’s a wildflower”. Little did I know that it would lead to me also co-founding a NGO called .a.wildflower.npo where we are aiming to help more people heal through business develop and intergenerational healing. I will always stand for and with the most oppressed in the world and I will share about it;
- In the next couple of months I will also be launching another part of my business which includes the flowers and plants, (continued in the comments below 👇)

And the Mother cried

The Mother cried as her body was devastated
She cried while her children ran around the fire and ashes
She cried while blood flowed over her skin
She cried but it was muffled out by the screams of terror
She cried while the virus of war continued to corrupt minds
She cried as they justified one life being more important than another
She cried while the knot got tighter in her belly as they took more and more
She cried as they pleaded innocence when they were steeped in ignorance
She cried as they went around in the same circles for centuries
She cried when they couldn’t see each others humanity, let alone their divinity
She cried and roared with every part of her being, praying they would truly wake up

And as the tears flowed to the pit of her grief, she refused to be hopeless and let in, she knew.. liberation was at their fingertips.. Truth and Love Conquers All