08/06/2026
There’s something deep brewing over here, that’s been gestating for a while.
And I’m shamelessly using this adorable pup to grab your attention.
In really owning the depth of my own work, the space that I hold and the depths that I witness so many women swimming in, I’ve created something that honours that.
A curated space for women in their own unravelling, unbinding and descent. This is for women who already find themselves in a dismantling phase of life where they know that things cannot possibly continue as they have been. A space to be witnessed and held, which offers a tether to safety as you journey deeper.
From July, I’m going to be welcoming a small group of women into The Hollow.
The Hollow, because I’ve been in the hollow, I am the hollow. I know that now in a way I could never have understood a year ago. I didn’t really choose its name, it feels more like it chose me to breathe it into being.
I know and feel in my bones that while the hollow, the place of no thing, can feel like a barren land, it is in fact, the most fertile and creative space of all. A clean slate from which we can rebuild.
But first comes the painful work of undoing, of sitting in the unseen, of listening to the unheard whispers and of loosening our grip from the things we’ve clung so tightly to for so long.
The Hollow offers a non judgemental, compassionate space of witnessing you in your entirety, as you walk through your own death.
This is not a space for the faint of heart. This exists for women who are ready to, or who are already seeing their lives and their place in it change in very real and tangible ways. Who are doing the big and very unglamorous work required to create that change, who are actively ready to hear what sits deep within them, in their own dark, so that they can welcome more of themselves back home.
I’ll share more in the coming weeks, but if you’d like to have a little gander and find out more in the meantime, you can join us over in Substack. You’ll find the link in my bio x