This space is for the seekers, the sensitive ones, the wild hearts and weary souls. For those who feel too much, too deeply and have been taught to silence it. For those standing at the edge of change, aching for something real, something sacred.
Here, you’ll find a sanctuary of soul work.
Modern tools woven with ancient ways.
Space to unravel, reclaim, and rise.
So take a breath.
You’re not too much. You’re not too late.
You’re exactly where you need to be.
This is sacred work.
And I am here, in service, if you feel the call.
Greetings to you, beautiful soul
Voice Guide. Chiromancer. Shadow-walker. Sacred disruptor of silence.
I’m a soul guide, chiromancer, and transformational mentor living and working on Whadjuk Noongar land in beautiful Perth, Western Australia. For nearly 30 years, my life has revolved around helping others remember who they are, reclaim what they’ve buried, and walk their full, soul-aligned path.
My work is an ever-evolving weave of palmistry, tarot, divinity astrology, human design, and intuitive channelling, woven into something deeply personal, holistic, and fiercely empowering. At its core, my practice is about helping people reconnect with their inner power, awaken their voice, and reclaim the emotional truth they were never taught to love.
A path of healing is rarely straight.
The mystical found me early. At five, my uncle’s Pentecostal wife called me “the little witch”, meant unkindly, but strangely prophetic. That same year, I formed my first conscious bond with the goddess Isis, whose presence still holds the heart of my work. At eleven, my granny gifted me a tarot deck she’d won in a raffle. The moment I touched it, something ancient clicked into place.
Growing up in Perth in the 80s, spiritual resources were rare, especially for a sensitive, searching child. But the hunger never left. I followed it quietly. Fiercely. And eventually, it led me home.
Like many sensitives, I didn’t step into this work right away. I tried to live a “normal” life. I worked in a corporate office. I smiled while feeling hollow. I pushed down my emotions and kept performing, until my spirit fractured and my health followed.
One day, in utter despair, I threw my hands to the sky and shouted:
“What do you want from me?! Do I go back to school? Back to what nearly killed me? What the f*ck do you want?”
Within weeks, the universe answered.
I was offered a job as a psychic reader at the Old Fremantle Markets. The catch? I had to learn palmistry.
Guided by a generous mentor and a knowing I couldn’t explain, I dove in. My intuition sharpened. My gifts awakened, my work deepened, and palmistry revealed itself as the anchor of my practice. I’ve never looked back.
But I still carried a silent ache.
I’d been diagnosed with chronic major depressive disorder at 17 and told I’d need medication for life. And for nearly three decades, I believed that.
I took the pills. I did the therapy. I learned the whys. But the ache never left.
Then came a miracle. And a few years later, another. Two children I was never supposed to have. And everything shifted.
I could see how my pain was impacting them.
And I made a vow: I will heal.
I read every self-help book I could find. Tried to rise above it. Tried to transcend it. But detaching from my emotions only made things worse. I felt like a failure for still feeling deeply. Until I stopped asking “How do I fix myself?” and started asking: “Why are my emotions so over the top? Why should I shut them down?”
And then, I found the answer hidden in the dark. Shadow work.
Through it, I began to reclaim the parts of me I’d long feared:
My emotions. My presence. My wild voice.
Then everything changed.
In 2018, my body began rejecting the antidepressants I’d relied on for decades. I had lost a lot of weight, and my doctor reduced my dosage. It helped… for a while. But when it happened again, I knew. I had integrated enough. I didn’t need them anymore.
With the support of a compassionate and spiritual psychologist, I came off the medication I was told I’d need forever. And I have never been more at peace. More alive. More me.
Because my depression wasn’t a flaw in my brain, It was the cost of a voice that had been silenced for too long. When I began to sound my grief… to honour my rage… to feel what I’d been taught to fear… what I was told was too much….
The fog lifted.
My nervous system recalibrated.
And I came home to myself.
This is why I created The Wild Voice Method™.
Because I’ve lived the silence.
I’ve carried the ache.
And I know, deep in my bones, your voice is the key.
Today, I hold space with a full medicine basket:
Transformational coaching. Hypnotherapy. Meditation. Shadow work. Solution based counselling. Somatic voicework. Shamanic journeying.
All rooted in trauma-informed practice and real, lived experience.
I am the founder of Evolutionary Palmistry™, a modern system of hand reading designed to reflect your soul’s potential, not your limits.
And I’m the creator of The Wild Voice Method™, a somatic voice reclamation process born from my own healing, created to help you feel again, speak again, and set yourself free.
This work is not theory.
It was forged in fire.
I walk with the ones who’ve been told they’re too much.
Too emotional. Too loud. Too intense. Too sensitive.
I walk with those who are cracking open.
Who are tired of pretending.
Who are ready to come home.
The name “The Heretic Priestess” came as a joke,
but it stuck, because it says everything:
Reverence and rebellion. Sacredness without the cage. Permission without apology.
On the personal side:
I’ve been with my beautifully grounded partner since 1990, married since 1997.
We’re raising two incredible teenage sons who keep me humble, laughing, and rooted in this wild, ordinary life.
If your voice is stirring…
If something inside you is whispering “There’s more…”
There is.
You are not too much.
You were just never held in the right space.
Let’s begin.