28/05/2026
2 months somehow melted into 14…
I remember my first trip to Bali almost 3 years ago. Admittedly, it wasn’t love at first sight. But I was here for a breathwork retreat where I experienced Facilitated Breath Repatterning for the very first time and something in me shifted immediately.
After that first journey, I knew I had to learn this work.
Something about it awakened a deep knowing and sense of purpose in me. I remember saying after that trip that I’d only ever return to Bali for breathwork.
When Chris died, I found myself in a collapse and grief so deep and disorienting that I knew the only way through was to be in circle, in community, to work closely with my teacher and to learn to embody these teachings.
I do not say lightly that this practice changed my life. In many ways, it saved it.
For the first time in my life, I didn’t feel alone in my pain. I experienced what it felt like to be deeply and skillfully held in it and gently guided through it.
Living on the land, being in the shala, sitting in circle multiple times a week, supporting others through their own journeys while breathing through my own, changed me profoundly. It gave deeper meaning to the challenging experiences I’ve lived through and showed me how those experiences could deepen the way I hold others.
There are no words adequate enough to express the gratitude I feel.
Thank you for your presence, your guidance and for sharing these teachings with such generosity and heart. Thank you for seeing me and supporting me through the hardest season of my life.
I feel deeply honoured to now carry these teachings back to Australia and share them with other humans.
Thank you Bali, for holding me through it all. Until next time 🫁💛