The very intent to find a way to recover led me on an amazing journey of inspiration, coincidences and serendipity moments. Inside me I had a compelling repeating phrase whenever I discovered something new “This is good, but there is a faster way to heal and I will find it.”
Realizing that this is the way I wished to earn a living I began gaining qualifications, new skill sets, and studying under several well known names in the therapeutic world.
This was a huge eye opener as I discovered much of what I was taught didn’t gel with my own experiences. So I took on board what I knew by personal experience to be true and shelved the rest.
Two life changing events laid the path that was to become the modality you have available for you here.

The first event introduced me to the power of inner metaphor. Not from guided visualization, but from what springs from within us naturally.
The use of metaphor in therapy is not new, but Steve Galliegos of “Deep Imagery” presented a compelling approach to working with the body energy system, et was too psychotherapy based for my taste.
Then something amazing happened.
I had decided to gain certification in EFT (The emotional Freedom Technique). In our first training session, in order to practice, I was paired up with a lady who insisted on continuing to work on her difficult relationship with her father. She had already been working on this issue with our instructor for six sessions, so I wasn’t too hopeful. As we only had ten minutes, I suggested we try something lighter, but she insisted.
By this time I had forgotten the correct protocols and in panic I asked her, “If your relationship with your father is like something, what might that be like?” She stared at me, I thought because I had done something wrong, but far from it, she confided, “Its like a roaring fire in a fireplace!” So I asked her to focus on that image and we tapped our meridian points saying “Love only love”. A couple of minutes later I asked her how her fire was. She happily reported that the “fire” had gone down considerably.
We continued the processing and before our time was up I again asked her how her “fire” was and she said she was just gently sweeping the last little bits of dust away with a white feather. On further enquiry about her relationship with her father, she said it was f little consequence any more!