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THE STORY

“This is the tapestry of me. This is reclamation.”

I am a multidisciplinary creative, educator, and global speaker with seventeen years in education and over thirty-five years in dance and the performing arts. With a Master’s in Education (specialising in the Arts), I weave storytelling, leadership, mental health, and women’s empowerment into every layer of my work.

This visual art debut marks the beginning of a new creative chapter a deeply personal one. A tapestry stitched with grief, motherhood, resilience, and ancestral remembrance.

These self-portraits are not simply images. They are thresholds. 

They tell the story of reclamation of self, identity, and power. Over four years and through four miscarriages, I met grief with reverence. I walked with death. And still, I chose again and again to rise like the phoenix. To enter the fire. To alchemise pain into power.

This artwork is printed on a blanket. A symbol both literal and sacred. It reminds me of the ones that held my daughter when she was born. The ones I bled on. The ones I curled into while sobbing, screaming, releasing pain I’d carried not just from my own womb—but through generations of silenced women.

These blankets carried me through my final initiation into the wildness of my body’s wisdom and the deep self-love I could only meet in the dark.

I vowed:

I will never abandon myself again.

Motherhood is a sacred initiation. One we often underestimate. I chose to rise to heal, to weave a new thread.

The faux gold leather within the artwork represents the matriarchs: my mother, myself, and my daughter. The oracle cards and “I AM” affirmations, pinned with ordinary household pegs, are not decoration. They are reminders of daily strength, of softness, of the sisterhood that holds us.

Now, in my sixth pregnancy, I honour the miracle and magic of this body, of this story. This is the tapestry of me.

This is reclamation.

THE ECHO THAT REMAINS

This story lives in me because it is not a single moment it is a continuum. Every breath I take with this child within me is a prayer, a resurrection, a remembering of the sacredness of creation.

After Aiyah, my most precious legacy and co-creation, my next biggest creation will be birthing this sacred little soul.

Elijah.

Reflective Questions for You:

1. Where in your life are you being called to reclaim something sacred?

2. What blankets have held your grief and your healing?

3. If your body could speak, what would it remember?