Two hours, a room of women, and one honest question. In St Kilda, in your studio, or in somebody’s living room on a Tuesday night.
Enquire about a workshopMost women’s events in Melbourne are either someone speaking at you for an hour, or a class where nobody says a word to anybody. This is neither.
You arrive, you are handed an oil before anything is explained, and you are told that nothing is needed from you for the next two hours. Then we work. There is grounding, there is a wheel where you look honestly at eight areas of your life, there is a guided visualisation, and there is a go-round at the end where every woman says one thing out loud.
It runs on a simple spine I use in every room, including corporate ones. See yourself. Own your truth. Feel to heal. Trust your path. Four movements, and each one has a question that is harder than it looks.
You already know what you want. Most of us do. So if naming it were the hard part, it would already be done.
That is the sentence the whole evening turns on. Not what you want. Whether you believe you are allowed to have it.
The timings shift with the room. The proportions do not, because the last half is where it actually changes and it gets protected.
Lavender in your hands before a word of explanation. It moves you from neglected to nurtured, which is what a woman needs at a door she walked through straight from a handover.
Grounding, longer exhales, then the wheel. Eight areas of your life, one to ten, first number that comes. Not a report card, a snapshot of where your energy actually is.
Not the lowest score. The one that, if it changed, would make everything else easier. One line each around the room, out loud, before the break.
One goal, present tense, felt rather than written. What do I actually want here, rather than what I think I should want.
Rose, then a guided visualisation of the life where it is already real, then a card each. This is the part that is never cut.
Two or three real actions for the week. A vision without a step is a wish, and everyone leaves with the step.
There is a break in the middle and it is not filler. Twelve minutes with food, standing, no host. Every single time, that is where women start talking to each other properly.
The room made its own WhatsApp group before they left the car park.
One woman had told me at the door that she was not spiritual at all, that she had only come because a friend asked. At the end she was the one asking when the next one was.
That is the measure I care about. Not whether the room enjoyed it. Whether they were still talking to each other a week later, and whether the woman who came in sceptical went home with something she could use on a Tuesday.
Same spine every time. What changes is the length, the room, and how many times you come back.
Two hours, from about 6:30. Built for a weeknight and for women arriving straight from dinner, homework and a handover. The landing at the start is longer than it feels comfortable to hold, deliberately.
Best for a first gathering, or for the people who could not make a weekend.
Two and a half hours, weekend. The extra half hour is not more content, it is more space. People take their time and they talk to each other, and that is worth more than another exercise.
Best when food is involved and nobody has to be anywhere after.
Seven sessions, in order. One theme each, safety first, then feeling, worth, receiving, voice, knowing and allowing. It has a beginning and an end, which is why people finish it.
Best for a studio, a workplace or a community group that wants something ongoing rather than a one off.
The series is the one I would push you toward if you are choosing for a group. A single workshop is a good evening. Seven is the thing that actually changes how a room of women speak to each other, because by session three they are not performing for one another any more.
Most of these start with a woman who has a space and a group of people, and no idea what to actually do with them. That is the easy half to solve.
You have the space and the mailing list. I bring the session, the materials and the structure. Works as a standalone evening or as the seven part series.
School mothers, book clubs, neighbourhood groups, anyone who already gathers. These are the best rooms, because trust is already in them before I arrive.
Eight to fifteen women in a living room, with food. Birthdays, milestones, or nothing at all. This is where the honest conversations happen fastest.
Shorter, plainer, and built for people who did not choose to be there. That has its own page, because the language has to be different. See workplace sessions.
I run these across Melbourne, and in St Kilda most often. Pricing depends on the room, the numbers and whether materials are included, so tell me what you have in mind and I will tell you what it costs. No deck, no proposal, just an answer.
Nobody has to bring anything or buy anything, and nobody is sold anything in the room. That matters, because a woman who suspects there is a pitch coming never fully arrives.
Every guest leaves with a journal, a blended oil roller made rather than bought off a shelf, a card, and two or three actions in her own handwriting.
Lavender at the door, rose for the visualisation. Blended by me, not decanted from something generic.
Small, and the exercises are already laid out in it, so nobody is staring at a blank page.
Drawn at the end. Not a prediction, a quality to bring to what she is calling in.
Two or three real actions for that week. Small enough to actually do.
Which is the problem.
The rooms fill with women who hold a great deal together and have not been asked how they are in a long time. Mothers, managers, women who are the one everybody rings. Nobody in the room is in crisis. That is precisely why it works, and it is also why nothing gets said until somebody makes it safe to say it.
You do not need to be spiritual, and you do not need to know anything. Several of the best participants I have had arrived openly sceptical and said so at the door. The work is in the body, not in what you believe about it.
If you would rather do this on your own first, the two minute quiz is a gentler place to start, and the app has a free first chapter.
Across Melbourne, most often in St Kilda. I also travel to studios, workplaces and private homes anywhere in greater Melbourne. Location is confirmed when you book.
Eight to twenty. Under eight and the go-round is exposing rather than warm. Over twenty and not everybody gets to speak, which is the part that makes it work.
None. Everything is guided out loud, step by step, and nothing is done that you have to opt out of in front of other people.
It depends on the numbers, the length, and whether materials are included for every guest. Send me what you have in mind and I will send back a straight answer rather than a proposal.
Yes, and it is built differently for that room. The language changes, the timings shorten, and nothing is asked of anybody in front of their manager. Workplace sessions are here.
The workshops are in person, because the room doing the work is half the method. Everything else I offer, including one to one sessions, the group programme and the app, runs online anywhere in the world.
How many women, roughly when, and what you are hoping they leave with. That is enough for me to tell you what it would look like and what it would cost.
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