A natural progression
As a Therapist, I write for the inner world, words that comfort, inspire, and transform.
As a Celebrant, I write for the shared world, words that celebrate, honour, and remember.
It feels like the most natural next step imaginable. Both involve deep listening, empathy, and a touch of storytelling magic. Whether I’m helping someone overcome anxiety or helping a couple express their love in front of family and friends, it’s really about the same thing: understanding people’s stories and giving those stories a voice.
It all began when I was asked to do a reading at my stepdaughter’s wedding. I was already comfortable with being on stage in local performances, whether that be acting, singing, dancing, drumming or the spoken word, and wanted to combine my love of storytelling and supporting people on a therapeutic journey with performing.
In that moment, it became clear to me that the answer was to become a Celebrant. I could lift, inspire and connect people whilst holding a space of comfort or joy.
Me as ‘Poppy’ the truculent, scruffy downstairs maid in Never Mind The Butler
Just as I transposed from Nurse to Therapist, I have now transposed further into a Celebrant, bringing so many life skills and experiences to the role. I’d even had a handfasting ceremony myself and found this a beautiful way to celebrate our marriage.
If you’ve worked with me before, you’ll know I’ve spent years helping people find calm, confidence, and meaning through my work as a hypnotherapist and life coach.
Every hypnosis script I’ve ever written has been a story, crafted with care to help someone move from confusion to clarity, from fear to freedom.
Now, I’m expanding that love of words and storytelling into something new and rather beautiful as a Celebrant.
In both hypnotherapy and celebrancy, words are my tools, but not just any words. They’re words that soothe, celebrate, and connect. My easy going style and calm presence help people feel comfortable in emotional moments, whether that’s laughter through tears at a funeral or nervous giggles before wedding vows.
And yes, I’ll always find space for a touch of gentle humour, because life, in all its mess and magnificence, deserves a smile too.