Hi,
I'm in my mid-forties, settled in a long-term relationship with my person, living with my son and spending my days helping others in their most intimate relationships.
I wasn't always so content. In fact, after my marriage of 10 years ended at 30, I spent another 12 years in and out of 6 more relationships, ranging from 6 months to 4 years.
At times, I felt incredibly lost and lonely. But I was preparing to help others negotiate their psychological makeup and translate that into relating more fully to their mates.
My life outside of work is quiet. I love reading and studying. On the weekends, I love to escape into nature; we visit the Great Barrier often, spend hours on the beach and sleep in our rooftop tent.
I also love art house films, especially when I watch them in front of the fire at my boyfriend's home on the wild west coast of New Zealand.
I love fabrics, fashion, textiles, and interior design. I dream of my cabin in the bush or on Barrier, which we will build someday.
My need for depth, connection, and radical creative ideas is satiated when I spend time with my clients, who become long-time friends.
It's sometimes bizarre to feel so settled, but I now have space in my mind and heart for this beautiful work, which enables people to grow closer to and fond of themselves.
Love,
