“A thousand half loves must be forsaken
to follow one whole heart home.”

Once upon a time…

… there was a little girl who lost her way. Wherever she went, darkness reigned. Years of wrong turns went by before she found a path that her weary feet recognized as her own. Once she did she stuck with it, knowing somehow that this path would lead her to the landscape that truly fit her soul, and that eventually she’d be able to make a home there, speak from there, write from there. Love from there.

And then she would know that not one single step of her long journey had been in vain.

She’s still busy exploring that landscape. She – I – am still journeying, but I’ve gotten to where I can speak and write and share this strange adventure with you.

So that’s what I do here. I write about it all, the dark and the light of it. I write about writing, the simple life, learning to say (holy) yes and (fuck) no, I write about sisterhood, motherhood and my quest to re-define the creative path (because I’m so over following the path of the lone male genious). I write about finding our voice as women and how to begin expressing it.

I’m a little bit obsessed with that last part, actually. How to express our true voices and stories. How to live, speak and create from the heart. How to share ourselves in a way that turns our whole lives into revolutionary works of art. I believe that’s what we’re here to do.


I’m a writer, a creativity mentor and a mother.

I’m an introverted lover of good tea and great stories,
who crave freedom and desire simplicity more than
almost anything else.

My work revolves around women’s
creative freedom and the power of our
voices and stories. I write about it in
my upcoming book The Creative Doer
and in teacher program Write Your Self,
as well as the workshops and retreats
I host.

I have seen bestselling authors through to publication, I’ve helped launch solo entrepreneurs into orbit, and I’ve guided hundreds of brilliant creatives from all over the world to go from dreaming to doing.

I believe in doing. Not mindless doing. Not striving and pushing from fear of not being enough. Not the pursuit of yet another goal that has nothing to do with who you are and what your true definition of success is.

That’s the old way.

I’m talking about inspired doing. Using your hands, your voice and your art to bring vision into form. The kind of doing that feels like flow and moves mountains.

I love to see you move mountains in your life. I love to see you recover your wild self, your pure desires, your beating truth, and your powerful voice. And then to find a way to express from there. Makes me swoon to think about it. You doing your heart’s work. Watching the world soak it up, like the medicine it is.

Your gifts are so deeply needed.

I believe in the power of our stories and the healing in letting ourselves be seen. As we are.

I believe that our words and our art hold the key to change. And freedom.

I live in rural Sweden, where forests are deep, winters are
dark and midsummer nights lasts forever. My favourite
people on this earth is my man and our two kids.

The owl is my animal.

And I love tea. I mentioned that already? Well, here’s
another way of saying it:

“There is no trouble so
great or grave that cannot
be much diminished by a
nice cup of tea.”

Bernard-Paul Heroux

This website is my way of sharing my life
and my work with you. Explore it –
the archives are rich with human stumblings, wisdom and inspiration.

So is my Resource Library, by the way. You get free access to it and all the juicy, helpful tools and
resources in there when you sign up for my monthly(ish) letters. My letters are actually my
favourite way of connecting with you. I get to write to you as my friend (and you can respond as
one), and I always share news, offers and opportunities with my subscribers first.


“I’ll tell you right now, the doors to the world of the wild self are few
but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door; if you have an old,
old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much
that you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a
deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

We don’t have to journey alone.

We are all struggling with the same issues, trying to shoulder the shoulds and the should nots of this world, and more often than not we find ourselves failing at it.

I want to tell you that this is a good thing. Failing the often ridiculous demands of our contemporary societies is a good thing. That ”failure” is a door opening, showing us another way.

We all long for a simpler, wilder, truer life. The itch and the stress and the overwhelm are pointing us to it.

Come closer, it says. Speak up, sister, so that you can hear your own truth. So that we can begin to make meaning (and art) out of this path.

My wish for you is to heed that call. Walk through that door.

My wish for you is less overwhelm and more focused attention on what matters the most to you. Because when you bring your focused attention to something, it grows. And when what matters the most to you is allowed to grow your life starts to feel like your own – maybe for the very first time. And that is a beautiful thing. A revolutionary shift.

My wish for you is to walk through that door and discover what the landscape that truly fits YOUR soul looks like. To explore all the ways you could create and express should you make your home there.

My people – my readers, my course participants, my likeminded sisters from all over the world – are pretty fierce women. Tender, warm-hearted, sometimes lost, yes, but fierce in our commitment to the path we’re on.

Wonder if you belong?

Well, if you’ve read this far, I’d say yes.

Come join us. Let’s turn this stumbling walk into the
pilgrimage it truly is.

We are on a holy quest here.

And the beauty that will grow out of our authentically
lived lives will crack the heart of the world right open.