The Challenging Lessons of Mama India*


We had just wanted to buy a pair of shoes and renew a sim card. That was all.

But as with many things in India, simple requirements often require the most circuitous, painstaking, mind-bogglingly frustrating routes – and this proved to be exactly that.

Being in Hyderabad at the time – the city town planning forgot – to get to this particular footwear stockist required an hour long trip in an uber to traverse the 15 kilometres across town. My man’s hiking and everyday shoes had conveniently begun falling apart shortly after our arrival in India, and he’d been searching for a new pair since.


After a non-eventful but lengthy ride in the late afternoon sun, we arrived at the sporting and hiking apparel warehouse – stocked to the brim with every kind of hiking shoe and sporting good you can think of. We spent the good portion of an hour or so considering many many shoes. But in the end the shoes he needed and the size he needed them in, weren’t available.

We left the warehouse in the early evening (after I secured myself some heavily discounted strappy walking sandals) without what we’d been looking for (and indeed are still looking for) around 6pm, and I could feel minor hunger pangs setting in. We still needed to go to a telephone service provider to re-validate Matt’s sim card (which was due to expire the next day) before dinner. We picked the nearest Airtel we could find and entered the location into our uber app. It was going to take us over 45 minutes to get there. This meant a good couple of hours stood between us and dinner at a British-style pub we’d been eyeing off in the last couple of days (namely for the alcohol, which is surprisingly hard to find at restaurants here). I was craving a crisp white wine like it was going out of style.

Ten minutes later and we were in our uber, taking close to an hour to move a few kilometres. We passed the time playing “I Spy With My Little Eye”, trying to lighten the mood of the slowest moving traffic we’ve ever been in. Toying with the idea that we could walk faster than this traffic, we soon saw on google maps there was only 900 metres between us and our destination, we decided to get out and walk rather than sit grid-locked for another half hour.

Choosing to walk 900 metres beside a main road in Australia is a cake-walk. You can practically do it blind-folded. In Hyderabad, traffic heaves its way down the road in every direction imaginable. Footpaths are largely non-existent or they’re piled high with rubble. And often strewn with a random assortment of obstacles, including but not limited to electricity cables (which are hopefully not live).  Not only did we have to navigate this less than savoury ‘side-walk’ while being assaulted by the incessant screeching and horning of every vehicle within a radius of a kilometre, but motorbikes by the dozen wanted to share this tiny space with us – careening up to and beside us in order to duck and weave their way around the snaking traffic.

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I could feel the anger, frustration and fear bubbling and churning within me, as I stomped amongst the cacophony of noise and mayhem. It took so much effort to not completely lose it there and then. To distract myself, I began reciting a poem angrily in my head that may have had a whole heap of words that rhymed with HyderaBAD in it (sad to be here, mad I was so close to being run over, glad to not be staying here for that long). Yeah I know, call the Nobel Prize for Literature judges and take that award off Bob Dylan, won’t you? There’s a far more deserving winner over here.

We traversed through the gates of infrastructure hell for what seemed like an eternity until finally we stumbled into the relative sanctuary of the blazing red and white lights of an Airtel store.

Waiting in these shops (and many like it) you begin to observe a general buzz of ‘busy-ness’ without a whole lot being done. Four people will be serving but it will take three of those to assist one to sort out an issue, so the wait becomes interminably long. Oh and also, do not entertain yourself with the idea that there’s such thing as an orderly ‘queue’ and that people will wait for their turn. This is a luxury that should not be counted upon and you would do well to just NOT expect it.

After chatting with a customer service agent who seemed even more hangry (a portmanteau for hungry-angry, a special type of anger that afflicts many) than I was, he emphatically exclaimed to Matt that it simply, “is not possible to re-validate the sim until it has expired and the service has stopped for three days.” Matt responds with, “Um, so what do I do about a working phone number for those three days?”

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“Sir, that is how it works.” Yes, that is how it works.

Arrghhh. After the to-ing and fro-ing became increasingly heated (this was a serious WTAF? moment), we were forced to buy another sim (so far, we have in our possession FIVE sim cards, from different carriers, for many reasons, but one includes that just moving between states here causes similar issues to crossing international borders – some carriers just don’t work). So, we leave, new sim card in hand, and jump in an uber to head a couple of kilometres down the road. Cue another 20 minutes in traffic (I was NOT walking again), and we were finally dropped at the English-style pub, glorious food and that crisp white wine was nearly ours!

We front up to the doorman and are promptly refused entry. “We must uphold the dress code of this establishment,” the doorman points disdainfully to Matt’s flip-flops. This establishment is a PUB.

Incensed, starving hungry, and positively hankering for a wine, we ask to see the manager. While awaiting his arrival, I see an older Indian woman shuffle inside wearing exactly the same flip-flop shoe style as Matt. I point to them and ask the doorman, “Why can she go in and he can’t?” “Oh she has a booking, madam.”


My man and I are both eternal optimists. We really do like to look on the bright side of almost everything. That is, until our blood sugar levels drop. And then everything’s just SH*T. Do not mess with us when we’re hangry. And at this stage we were both getting VERY hangry.

The manager comes out, looks at us dully and affirms that we would not be going inside. “Not even to spend lots of money on booze?” “Nope.”

You have to understand that by this stage, we couldn’t go anywhere else by road as it was jam-packed with traffic. We had decided on this location and hadn’t factored in that we could potentially be refused service.

After having a collective mini-meltdown, Matt sensibly searched google for anything resembling a bar close by. And he found one! Hallelujah! Not far from where we were there was a bar (with ALCOHOL) and we were going to get our wine!

We found our way inside this highly insalubrious establishment; dim and loud, cigarette smoke-filled, wood-panelled with a faux sense of grandeur, TV screens lighting up the darkness. We fell into a heap onto two plush leather seats, and are promptly told that “women are not allowed” to sit here. Hahaha. Hahahahahaha. I so desperately wanted to say ‘screw this!’ in Hindi, but a muttered expletive in English under my breath would have to suffice. Matt calmly held my hand and led me to the other side of the room.

It was 8:30pm and I just wanted a white wine, and food lining my stomach, stat. The food ordering was a complete schmozzle – misunderstandings galore and while we could have murdered three courses each, there were only bar snacks available. The waiters looked at us like we were crazy expecting anything resembling a meal.

Oh and the white wine I so desperately craved? This bar had none.

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Arriving back, all I wanted was a hot shower to wash the day away and get the cigarette smoke, blech, out of my hair. I stripped off the layers and readied myself for the comforting sear of steaming hot water beating down on my head and shoulders.

And the hot water wasn’t working.

That, my friends, is just one fair afternoon of ours in Mama India. And it doesn’t even include the time we had to wade through knee-high sewerage-filled floodwaters during a monsoonal downpour to get home. Our days have been full of equally mind-boggling, crazy shenanigans since we arrived here over a month ago for Matt’s PhD field research.

So do not, I repeat, DO NOT, under any circumstances, come to India seeking external peace or ease, because it is very hard to come by!

I thought I was leaving Australia with zilcho expectations of my time here. People asked if I had any plans, or wanted to do anything specific while I was here, “No, I just want India to show herself to me, that’s all (Hahahahaha muses future Carly, you asked for it). I’m happy to play it by ear and go with the ‘flow’.”

Frankly, after a whirlwind of a couple of months: finishing up my full time career of over a decade in International Aid and Development, launching my own mentoring / coaching practice full time, creating the content for and launching my online program and membership site The Fulfilled Feminine Formula, lovingly coaching said clients and program members, packing up my home of two years to rent out, finding long-term tenants, organising LIFE so I could be away for eight months without too many hiccups – I thought that I truly hadn’t had the ‘time’ or mental space to conjure up much beyond getting on the plane and soaring into the clouds towards the sub-continent.

Turns out, I did have the time, and a few expectations to boot.

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Blame it on the movies I’d watched, the books I’d read, the light brushes of ‘Indian’ culture I’d had growing up in Singapore and working in countries with significant Indian diasporas (Kenya and Fiji) – I thought I knew what was coming. What I didn’t know was that the ‘homeopathic’ dose I’d previously been administered was NOTHING compared to the full blown version. Nothing.

The India of celluloid and books is enchanting, spiritually mesmerising, and gloriously enlightening. A quixotic melange of colour, movement, excitement, hustle and bustle. But you can hold that India at arm’s length, admiring its nuances and vagaries from afar, romanticising them. The confusion and chaos looks funny. The vendors and auto drivers’ shouts and calls look cheeky and charming. The honking in the streets a mere passing sensory annoyance.

In non-celluloid reality, the real India gets into your pores and under your skin, and in your head, whether its invited or not. You can literally feel Mama India thrumming through you, every time you step outside your door. I told a friend of mine that I felt like I was being ‘cleaned out’ by India, in an uncomfortable ‘through the wringer’ kind of way. India is an assault on your senses and can be alternately infuriating, aggravating, contrary, LOUD, excessively busy, LOUD, chaotic, fast, confronting, and did I mention LOUD?

It is nary impossible to escape noise here. Granted I have of course only been to a few cities and rural towns during my trip so far: Hyderabad, Mumbai, Madanapalle (outside Bangalore), Hampi and Moharli (outside Chandrapur) and do not speak for this epically huge country completely (of course), but so far in most every place, save for Hampi, it has been impossible to escape noise and it’s been rough, raw and overwhelming. Especially for an introverted chica who feels things uber keenly (hello, fellow empaths).

So what, praytell are the lessons I have learned, thus far? I thought you’d never ask. Mama India has held a mirror to my face and jauntily chirped at me: “HOW much are you really willing to walk your talk, lady?”

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1) Self-Compassion is so important

First and foremost, always. It’s been a big, beautiful, transformational year for me – as I’m sure it’s been for you too. Having a foundation of complete and utter self-compassion, love, and kindness has been incredibly important during this time. Creating and consistently cultivating a friendly and loving spot to land within myself (and more broadly, ourselves) is a life skill worth its weight in gold – and such a comfort when we move through great change and reach for our highest potential.

2) Surrender to the unknown (even more, babycakes)

When you’re careening through streets and laneways in an auto that has barely any protection, save for a scrap of metal around your tush – screeching around and towards massive buses, taxis, cars and motorbikes, ducking and swerving at the very last second to avoid collision, there needs to be a point at which you surrender and trust that you’re going to be okay. If I spent the entire time we’re on the roads coiled up in a knot of stress, tension and fear, I would be well on my way to forming a very large stomach ulcer. Surrender and trust that what seems like anarchy is actually just chaos that works itself out (it does, just look away).

Similarly, walking across the road. You will not get from one side to the other here if you wait for ‘a gap’. There aren’t any. You have to literally throw yourself into oncoming traffic here, without looking, and surrender to the forces that guide every motorbike, auto, car, bus and taxi that’s barrelling at you. And trust that they will dodge you. They do.

As a foreigner here, with nary even a wisp of a grip on the local languages spoken (we’re trying, really we are, but there are a lot! So far we’ve come across Hindi, Telegu, Marathi and Urdu) every situation you find yourself in feels like a puzzle you have very few pieces of. It could be at the telecommunications store in my aforementioned tale, in line at the train station, or chatting to community members about their cooking practices. You *think* you have some kind of grasp of what’s going on, based on the information gleaned with your limited allocation of puzzle pieces. You may be gifted a piece by chance, or have to wrest it from someone’s grip with all your might, in the hope of some clarity. You can dedicate your whole day to seeking some semblance of sense or rationality, but it will very rarely be yours. You will always be short of puzzle pieces. Surrender to that truth.

I’m being shown that I need to surrender to it all, even more than I ever have.

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3) Stop seeking to manipulate the external for your peace (and go even deeper within)

During my time here, I have uttered all of the following – many times over, either in my head or out loud:

“Could they please turn the music down or even, off?” (No. It’s festival time here, there is ALWAYS music and it must be blaringly speaker-busting loud.)

“Could they please stop beeping every time they come ‘round the corner or come within cooee of another vehicle?” (No. It’s a warning beacon to prevent head on collisions. It works, but it’s hard to come to terms with when you come from a country where a horn beep is considered more of a chastisement than a ‘hello!’)

“Please just be quiet!” (Why speak at normal volume when you can shout at one another in conversation?)

“Could everyone just obey the f*cking road rules?” (No.)

“Could you stop getting so close to me that I can feel your breath?” (No, what is this personal space you speak of?)

“Can you stop pestering me?” (No. See above.)

“Please stop staring at me and asking to take a selfie.” (This appears to happen to every foreigner and I’m treating it as penance for every time I’ve done the same with communities I’ve worked in.)

“I can’t do India today.” (Really.)

All of this seeking to control the external because I’ve been drawn outside of myself and away from my centre. Controlling, manipulating, seeking – India has stripped me bare of any and all options for ‘finding’ external peace. The only option left for me is to fall even further within, and plumb wells deeper than I ever have before.

When we so desperately seek external peace is when we absolutely must anchor within and drop deeply into our own bodies – out of our heads and into the sanctuary we have within (and yes, you do have it – it appears when you connect to your heart and allow the feeling of expansiveness to fill you).

When I feel my energy rising up my body towards my head and away from my centre, I rein it in and call it back to me. When I feel the urge to dis-embody and ‘check-out’, I come back to presence and the many embodiment practices I call on to remain connected to my heart and soul. I maintain constant awareness of my multidimensionality, through my body – feeling into every part of me at once, each energy centre, chakra, limb and organ. This keeps me grounded, connected within, and tapped into the wellspring of peace that dwells in me, always waiting patiently for me to realise it’s already there. The external conditions do not need to be perfect for me to access it.

You don’t come to India to find peace. But if you surrender the need to find it and go within, you may find a deeper peace than you knew was possible.

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4) This too, shall pass.

At the time of writing we’re over a month into our overseas journey, with less than a month to go here in India, before we head to Nepal for a few months. Anytime I find myself excessively grouching about the conditions I’m in, “Ergh, no wifi!” or lamenting the incessant noise and hustle and bustle, I remember – our time here is fleeting. It really is (in both a macro and micro sense). So rather than mope that I’m not doing yoga every day or chatting to gurus, or that I’m hardly able to hear myself think when I walk down the road, I tune into the beauty and fun and adventure that surrounds me, daily. This place is also enchanting, beguiling, glorious, stunning and crazy fun: curries to write home about, textiles to drool over, people that warm your heart, amazing sunrises and sunsets, and natural wonders that make your jaw drop.

And that kinda, just quietly, makes all of the other stuff worth it.

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*In writing this I was reluctant to share what I felt to be seriously trite and western perspectives of India, hence why it’s taken me this long to write and publish my thoughts and feelings. I’ve only experienced a tiny, infinitesimal slice of this hugely complex country, and can only speak to what my journey has been like thus far! I hope you find my travails a wee bit insightful and a lot amusing, and take it upon yourself to experience India for yourself first hand, if you can. It really is totally worth it.

Have you been to India? I’d love to hear about your experiences, below! And please share this with anyone you think may enjoy / relate…

I can’t believe it


I’m having a pinch me moment.

It’s Monday morning and I’m sitting at one of my favourite cafes in Brisbane, easing my way into my week. The morning traffic is ambling past me on the main road outside, bleary-eyed locals are dropping in for their morning caffeine fix, and activewear bunnies are bouncing in to grab their green smoothies.

My sight is fixed on the faint rings in my nearly finished cup of coffee (coconut milk flat white), I’m listening to Rihanna on the radio, mumble-singing about Werk Werk Werkin’ and something else I really can’t make out (can anyone?). A plane buzzes overhead. A relatively normal morning, in the scheme of things. But I’m struggling to come to terms with my new reality. I can’t quite believe I’m here.


Last week, I packed up my home of over two years and have rented her out to her new tenants. All in preparation for an imminent move to India and Nepal with my man. If you’d told me a year ago that this is what I’d be doing 365 days hence, I would have laughed and said you’re crazy.

While packing up my place, I found a ripped and folded piece of lined paper, entitled: “2016 Intentions + Desired Feelings”. Dated 31/12/15, I had scribbled this note while sitting in the dim light of a crackling open fire, under a sky filled with stars in the hinterland of northern NSW. My man and I, and some of our closest friends, were having a quiet new years eve, sipping gin and dining on delicious made-from-scratch pizzas made by one of my besties, Em.

It was the day of my 34th turn around the sun, and we were about to enter a year I could literally *feel* wanted to burst out of the gates with gusto, fervour, and immensely powerful energy.

On this note of desires and intentions, it reads:

– Exalted
– Expansive
– Taking giant leaps in my soul work
– Speaking my truth and standing in it, unapologetically
– Growing in love and joy
– Having fun, always
– Loads of fun travel
– Live as the Goddess, always

In the first seven and a half months of this year, I’ve seen all of the above unfold in the most mind-blowing ways. And I’m still riding this energy. 2016 is a year for aligning with our highest possible timelines – and RIGHT NOW (+ into the coming months) is still one of the most potent times for master-manifesting.

Like a wave building to its zenith, we can all still harness this year’s energy for our creations. We are each powerful creators incarnate – creating in every moment. And right now we all have extra-super-duper power to do so.

Aligning with your inner soul truth and calling in your most exalted destiny need only be one decision away.

From what I can tell, cosmically 2017 is going to be a bit less ‘full-on’ energetically, so work with the magical upswing while it’s still here. Now is a supremely potent time to align with your highest state. You only need to state to yourself that you want to do this – and the conditions to create this reality begin to form. Wanna amplify it? Pop your intention in the comments below! Publicly declaring it is very powerful.

I never aspired to live the gypset lifestyle, but when we follow our soul’s path – firmly committed to the mystery of its unfolding, we OPEN to realities we could scarcely imagine previously. This time in three weeks, I’ll be freshly arrived in Hyderabad, India – opening up to the next part of my journey – eight months of immersion in the worlds of India and Nepal, and exciting adventures with my love.

I am completely, ridonculously excited.

Pinch myself excited.

And I hope, dearest – that you are feeling the same. That life is feeling exciting and expansive for you too. And if not, that you know you have the power to change those conditions, within you. And that you believe in yourself.

If you need some 1:1 guidance, mentoring and a loving nudge in the direction of your dreams, let’s work together! My books are open at the end of this month for just two more women. Drop me a line, if that sounds like your jam!

Thank you so much for being here, and for sharing in my journey. Your presence here is so precious to me. I’m looking forward to taking you along with me for the next part of my ride.

Are you living from the masculine by default?


Are you running your life on auto-pilot, defaulting to your masculine traits in your every day life? Residing entirely in your mind and being go-go-go and on-on-on all the time?

How long have you known that there MUST be more to life than manipulating all of the external conditions around you, to make you FEEL better inside?

You’ve spent so long getting the ‘ducks lined up’ (house, job, mortgage, partner/boyfriend/husband, children) thinking this was going to bring you that elusive joy, connection and sense of belonging. But there’s still a niggling emptiness within.

How long have you known that this is not the way you want to live?

For years this was me.

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Society’s Metrics of Success

The metrics of success were defined for me by society and I was determined (by hook or by crook) to achieve them. I thought I had to have all my ducks lined up in a row – high-flying career, designer wardrobe, husband, children, house bought, annual holidays – y’know, the so-called SHEBANG.

I thought success meant masculine striving to achieve until I’d accomplished everything. Two undergraduate degrees, an honours degree and a masters degree – check. Fantastic job, travelling the world and doing work I love – check. Bought a brand new apartment and managed the mortgage on my own – check. Regular holidays to exotic locales – check.

As I went about doing this, I noticed that not only were these so-called trappings of success not making me feel all that was promised – joy, elation, ease, calm – insert synonyms for happiness here. I began to feel a yawning gap within me that just couldn’t be filled by this stuff.

I had achieved so much in my life – but didn’t FEEL any better. Any sense of of fulfilment was brief and fleeting, I was always on to ‘the next thing’ looking for the promised sense of relief or joy that was elusively around every corner.

What was I doing wrong?

I wondered what I was doing ‘wrong’ that I hadn’t yet met my romantic soul partner, not knowing whether I ever would.

I had a complete lack of connection to myself, my inner truth, suffered from crippling comparisionitis, over-analysing everything and living purely in my head.

Amidst all of this – the GO-GO-GO and comparisonitis – I noticed there was no juiciness, passion nor yummy feminine radiance. I was waking up early, getting ready on auto-pilot, commuting to work, working all day, coming home to eat dinner and binge-watch television ’till late, then going to bed exhausted. Rinse and repeat. Living entirely in my head – and thoroughly DISCONNECTED from my soul.

The pub on a Friday night always beckoned – full of empty promises and tall glasses of sauvignon blanc to help me stifle and ignore the longing for SOMETHING BETTER THAN THIS.

It wasn’t until I realised my mind, body and soul was screaming for soulful, divinely feminine balance to my masculine-by-default nature, that I began to take my first tentative steps towards surrendering to the beauty and power of the feminine.

I was living ‘all up in my head’ and  focused so externally, I didn’t even realise there was another way I could be in the world.

That living in an overtly masculine manner was actually a choice – and one I could learn to balance and opt out of if I wanted.

Going within

So I began to dive within, and surrender to the divine feminine within me. I began learning and incorporating rituals, practices and ways of being that ultimately reconnected me to my soul, balancing and integrating  both the divine feminine and the divine masculine within me. And this was, frankly, revolutionary. Once we become conscious of our internal energy state – and align with our soul – we begin to see our external worlds respond in kind, with ease and grace.

I shifted from living in my head and driven entirely from the masculine, and into an embodied feminine state. I attracted a radiant tribe of supportive and loving soul sisters, conceived, created and birthed my soul work and passion into the world, activated my abundance, aligned with a romantic soul partner beyond my wildest dreams, and created a life of soulful connection and flow.

If any of my story and my journey sounds familiar to you, or sings to you in any way – I would love to serve you in the loving space of my new course, The Fulfilled Feminine Formula. 

There’s a ridiculously low early bird rate available FOR A FEW DAYS ONLY. Hop on board this magic carpet ride with me, why dontcha?

The Goddess Light Healing Activation Audio


Want an instant energetic upgrade?

Last week I did a ‘soft launch’ + share of my Goddess Light Healing Activation Audio, which I’ve recorded for week two of The Fulfilled Feminine Formula.

And these are just some of the words used to describe how my ladies felt after listening to it:

“Beyond Luminous”
“I loved this Activation Audio!”

Goddess Light Healing Activation Audio
This audio is part of week two’s module of The Fulfilled Feminine Formula – ACTIVATE. This is the week where we activate and begin to embody the sacred feminine within us – think tips, rituals and practices for getting juicy and rejuvenating feminine energy flowing through us. YUMBO.

It was going to only be available for members of my course – but I’ve decided that for a SUPER LIMITED time (seriously, only for another week you guys), the audio is available to download for ANYONE keen tohave an instant energetic upgrade.

She’s kinda magical, if I say so myself.

This activation audio is designed to:

  • Align you with your highest potential and timeline
  • Help you channel cosmic light
  • Open your heart portal
  • Shower you with divine light codes and higher dimensional goodness; and
  • Activate your internal goddess nature

I hope you enjoy your audio! Here’s to those juicy awesome vibes of yours.



How do you know when it’s time to FULLY commit to yourself? The Three Signs to look out for.


Last week I finished up my full time job in international community development. Over a decade in the industry, working on over 30 projects spanning from Eastern Africa to Indonesia, Papua New Guinea and Fiji, completing two undergraduate degrees and two postgraduate degrees in this field – and I’ve now wrapped my full time dedication to this work.


Because I felt the STRONG pull of a higher octave that my soul wanted to reside in. A place that felt far beyond the realms of what I had cultivated and craved for my life in the years past. A path that I carved out for myself.

I have had the most amazing, life-changing, inspiring, and mind-stretching time working in international development – it has truly been an utter treat. But for the past three and a half years, since launching my blog and taking consistent steps towards discovering more of who I TRULY am, another vocation began to call me strongly. My soul slowly unfurled and I began to feel a sense of fulfilment I never had previously.

I was first pulled towards the field of international development in the way that many in the industry are. I felt like I needed to help save the world. The horrendous external conditions many on our planet suffer, tugged at my heart strings hard – and I lassoed myself in the direction of ‘making things better’ for the planet and her inhabitants. Little did I know that in projecting my own internal brokenness, fear, pity and frustration on to the world, I’d come back full circle and discover my REAL work was actually inside me. The discovery that my external world and how I felt about it, was directly influenced by how things were for me internally, woke me up to where my true work resided.

I had been working on ’empowering’ other people around the world, when the person I really needed to empower was myself. And through my own healing journey, I fell into my zone of genius – walking with and supporting other women through their own self-healing.

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It was in the book, The Big Leap, by Gay Hendricks that I first heard of the term ‘zone of genius’ – where your greatest passion meets your innate talent. I also like to call it, ‘that thing you’d do all day for free, that lights you up like a Christmas tree’ (check out my kickass poetry, you guys). Well I felt that zone of genius slowly begin to reveal itself to me over the last few years, as I followed my intuition, heart-first, into discovering what I was made of, in every sense of the word. What I discovered blew my mind and radically expanded my horizon.

Three Signs

Speaking with a beloved mentor of mine late last week, in light of my impending big leap into the unknown, we explored the concept of ‘the right time’ to fully commit to our soul’s calling (and *just quietly* that now is really my time to do this).

So how do we know when this is? Are there any clear signals? I think there are a few.

Here are some of the signs I began to notice in myself before I knew I couldn’t ignore it anymore.

Three signs you need to FULLY commit to yourself and your soul purpose:

  • You’re feeling drained and depleted: Despite what society can sometimes condition us to believe, we are not supposed to operate in a drained and dried up state on a daily basis. If we’re struggling to get through the day, and it feels like we’re constantly trudging through thigh-deep mud, staring at the clock and willing it to be five o’clock already – this is a sign we are doing something, or things, that are really not congruent with our soul purpose. When we’re channelling energy into an endeavour that’s in alignment with our soul, wild horses can’t drag us away from what we’re doing. It’s energising, not depleting. For reals. I only JUST watched this week’s epic Game of Thrones episode, after being fully immersed in course creation for The Fulfilled Feminine Formula (coming soooooon!). Now that’s saying something.
  • You’re resenting and being triggered by people who are in alignment with their soul work: I have many beautiful examples of aligned and soul-driven women around me and in my circles. They do what truly lights them up and many of them also left high-powered / high-profile j-o-bs to follow their calling. I found myself becoming increasingly triggered by what they were doing in the world – something that I was only really able to do with a tiny slice of my time. And I know that anyone I’m triggered by, is reflecting back to me what I need to accept and integrate within me (both the light and the dark they exhibit). In these cases is a very clear signal of what I really wanted my life to look like.
  • You’re numbing out, ignoring your soul nudges and playing small (when you know you need to play bigger with your life): We all have our ways of numbing out, ways in which we veer downwards in vibration and don’t want to face what’s really going on. I do this by binge-watching shows, sleeping too long, and getting ‘busy’ filling my life with trivial things I need to attend to. One of my intentions for this year was to stop ‘playing small’ and go all in with my soul work, after a year of dancing around the fringes of my heart’s desires. But gosh if it wasn’t a painful process of realisation that I actually needed to EARTH all of my ideas and bring them into reality that sent me into a binge-watching marathon! What if it all falls flat? Gaaaah. It all seemed too hard and scary, and I became very deft at convincing myself that this important work could wait until after I watched one more episode of Orange is the New Black. Resistance is a cunning beast. It wasn’t until I dived within to see what the heck was going on that I realised the scared part of me just needed a little lovin’ care and attention – and an assurance that fear and resistance was just a sign that I’m on the right track.

If you find yourself the proud owner of any of the above feeling states, I’d love to encourage you to tune into what the next right step is for you. Set your intention to come into alignment with who you truly are, and what lights you up. State it out loud, write it down in a journal (or heck just on the back of a receipt) – but really EARTH it and bring it out of your head. Then open up to the avenues and possibilities that present themselves to you. And they will – you just need to look out for them. Tune into what your intuition is telling you to do. Drop into your heart and out of your head and FEEL into what’s right for you.

Discovering your soul’s purpose is as easy and as hard as allowing yourself to discover who you truly are – and living from your soul’s truth every day.

2016’s Energy

The energies of 2016 are of the ‘manifest thick and fast’ variety. We’re quickly calling things into our lives with this energy, and timelines are chopping and changing as quickly as we change our thoughts about something. You can create a new reality for yourself within just a heartbeat of intention. The energy forecast for 2017 is that this ‘manifesting fast’ energy is going to ease off and allow us to coast in whatever direction or frequency level we’ve set ourselves up for this year.

This time is an energy portal that’s ours for the taking, basically, and it’s calling on us to go FULL OUT and ALL IN, like a surfer paddling her heart out to to catch a massive wave. How high are you going to let yourself go? Can you be brave enough to align with your highest potential?

If you’re feeling the pull to activate and align with your highest timeline this year, I’m opening up just TWO spots (first in, first served!) right now for my exclusive 1:1 Private Mentoring for Women, available to you, even if you don’t live in Brisbane – thanks to skype!

If this makes your heart leap or calls to you in any way – I would love for you to apply and we can set up a complimentary 20 minute skype session. Drop me a line at or check out my 1:1 Private Mentoring page. My clients have been having the most AMAZING results of late (think – healing ancient mother-line wounds, instantly manifesting new houses, jobs, and calling in serious abundance. YAAAAAS!) and I’d love to see the same for you! Let’s have some fun together.

“In short, this girl is a gem! Carly stepped into my life at a time of imbalance and desire for spiritual growth. With her pure energy, she created a safe space of trust and openness for me. Her gentle guidance, coupled with profound wisdom and intuition gave me the opportunity to reconnect fully with myself. Sessions with her during our three months together were filled with inspiring and transformational concepts. This radiant soul brings light wherever she is and celebrates everyone around her. The experience of working with Carly was invaluable.” Philippa A, Brisbane.

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