Mindfully Bessy: Teacher Author Coach Speaker (2026)

03/08/2026

You are everything ✨

Tag someone who needs the reminder.

30/07/2026

We spend so much of our lives waiting.

Waiting for things to calm down.
Waiting until work is less busy.
Waiting until the kids are older.
Waiting until we have more time.

But life has a funny way of filling every bit of space we give it.

Maybe the pause you’ve been waiting for is one you need to create.

That’s why Natalie Moore and I created this experience - an intentionally intimate retreat in the Yarra Valley for women who are ready to rest, reconnect and remember who they are beyond everything they do.

Come on your own, or bring a friend and share the experience with our double occupancy option.

If this feels like the right time… we’d love to welcome you.

🤍 Link in bio or visit mindfullybessy.com/retreat

21/07/2026

Who are you… beyond the roles you play?

It’s a simple question.

But for so many of us, it’s surprisingly difficult to answer.

Because somewhere along the way, we stopped describing who we are and started describing what we do.

“I’m a mum.”

“I’m a manager.”

“I’m a business owner.”

“I’m a nurse.”

“I’m a teacher.”

Our roles became our identity.

Not overnight.

One responsibility at a time.

Until one day someone asks, “What do you love?” or “What lights you up?” …and you realise you haven’t asked yourself those questions in a very long time.

Not because you’ve failed.

Not because you’re doing anything wrong.

But because you’ve spent so much of your life taking care of everyone and everything else that you’ve quietly stopped making space for yourself.

Here’s what I’ve come to believe:

You don’t lose yourself all at once. You lose yourself one responsibility at a time.

And the good news?

You don’t have to become someone new.

You don’t have to give up your ambition.

You don’t have to walk away from the life you’ve built.

You simply need the space to hear yourself again.

That’s why Natalie and I created Becoming Again.

Not as an escape from your life.

But as a place to pause, breathe, reflect, reconnect, and remember the woman beneath all the roles.

Because the world will always reward you for what you produce.

Only you can protect who you become.

If this resonated with you, we’d love to welcome you to the Yarra Valley this October.

🤍 Comment REMEMBER or send me a DM for the retreat details.

06/07/2026

Just dropped my husband off at the airport ✈️

I think we’ve chosen a beautiful life. But I also think we’ve chosen a hard one.

People often tell us how lucky we are to have two countries to call home, and they’re right. We are lucky.

Our children get two cultures. Two families. Two places full of love. Three actually, with my mom living in 🇬🇷

But there’s another side that people don’t see.

It also means you’re never fully in either home. It means every trip ends in heartbreak. Every reunion comes with a countdown. Every goodbye feels harder than the last.

And somewhere along the way, you realise you’re not just choosing between the two anymore. You’ve almost stopped choosing anywhere else. Because when your annual leave, your money and your time are already spoken for by the people you miss, there isn’t much left for the rest of the world or for your own little unit.

Our lives aren’t just shared between these countries 🇨🇦 🇦🇺 🇬🇷 . They’re confined by them.

As our parents and grandparents get older, that feeling only grows.

Every goodbye carries the thought, what if this is the last one? 😢 It’s a grief that’s difficult to explain unless you’ve lived it.

People will say we’re fortunate, and we absolutely are. But gratitude doesn’t erase grief. The two can exist at the same time.

On the way to the airport we asked each other whether we’d do it all again. The honest answer? I don’t know.
Not because we’d ever wish each other away, our children, or the life we’ve built together. We’d choose them every single time. But when you move away, it’s not just you that leaves, everyone who loves you loses something too.

If I could somehow keep this family and remove the thousands of kilometres, the airport goodbyes, the missed birthdays, the ordinary moments we’ll never get back, and the feeling of having my heart permanently divided between two continents…Of course I would.

I don’t think that’s regret.

I think that’s just love. Because when you love people deeply enough, no amount of gratitude makes saying goodbye any easier.

That was the first goodbye, and ours is going to come in a week. And just like that, the countdown begins again. 💔

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