Hi, I’m Katherine
I work with Reiki and sonic sound frequencies to help others to be Awake Unstuck and Amplified, free of all the non-sense we hold in our heads and our hearts using all of the tools that brought me back to me.
After 20 years in the corporate world striving and always just failing to maintain any kind of life balance ...becoming burnt out and missing too much time with my daughter I finally listened and did the big leap into what turned out to be the thing I was always meant to do
Who is my work for?
This work… it’s for the women like me.
The ones who are so busy, too busy, that finding a moment to stop and just breathe feels like a luxury.
The ones holding a plate of half-eaten breakfast in one hand and wiping down the oven with the other, always multitasking, always on.
Not because we want to be superhuman, but because the world demands it of us.
We’re moving at speeds our ancient, beautiful, sensitive bodies were never designed for.
We’re flooded with information, emotion, responsibility, every second of every day.
It’s no wonder we feel overwhelmed, overstimulated, undernourished, underrested.
Running on cortisol and adrenaline, crawling into bed at night only to do it all again tomorrow.
This work is for us — the women with loud, busy heads.
All the thoughts, all the feelings, all the time.
The ones spinning out on to-do lists, carrying the weight of others, never thinking to ask if there’s anything left for ourselves.
The thing is…
Without rest, we lose our joy.
Without connection, we lose ourselves.
Without space to just be, we burn out, fractured and frayed.
So I share this work — not from a pedestal, but from the same messy, beautiful chaos you’re in.
I need this medicine too.
So what I found, the things that switch off the noise, I want to share …
Through sound healing, Reiki 1:1 sessions, cacao sharing, and mentoring, I create a space where you get to lay it all down, rest,
To breathe.
To be held.
To feel again.
To come home to yourself.
This work is for real women.
Busy women.
Tired women.
Women who care for everyone else, and are finally ready to care for themselves.
This is your permission
To pause.
To refill.
To receive.
Choose you
I’ll meet you there
My Sound Story
I’ve always had a different kind of connection to it.
Growing up, music was everywhere. Walls of vinyl. Motown, Prince, Hendrix, Annie Lennox, Pink Floyd, Tracy Chapman.
Rumours on repeat like I came into the world already knowing every word.
Our house was loud. Four kids, dogs, chaos, noise. And me somewhere in it, headphones on, disappearing.
I was the quiet one. Or at least that’s what I was told. So I stayed quiet.
Learnt to adapt. Fit in where I could.
I spent a lot of time with ear infections, tonsillitis, in and out of appointments. Huge medic headset’s on, waiting for the beep.
Tap if you hear it. Silence dropping in around me.
That feeling stayed. In my world with sound.
Music was where I felt most like myself.
Teen years were gigs, sticky floors, loud guitars.
Then Leeds. Back 2 Basics at Mint Club.
In the middle of the dancefloor, arms wide, completely in it. That feeling of belonging I hadn’t found anywhere else.
Then my mum died.
And everything went quiet.
Music didn’t feel the same. Too many memories tied up in it. So I stopped listening.
Years of it.
Life carried on. Marriage, work, all the things you’re meant to do.
Then I had my daughter.
And something opened.
I sang to her before she was even here.
Promised her a life full of music, of sound, of feeling things properly.
When she was four, we went to a wellbeing show at the NEC. Sat in a small tent, crystal bowls filling the space.
I remember holding her and thinking, very clearly, this is it.
2018 changed everything. I left my job. Left my marriage. Started my business.
No real plan, just a very clear knowing of what I couldn’t keep doing.
I held onto her, onto sound, and kept going.
Since then I’ve shared sound with thousands of people.
Rooms full. Quiet spaces. Floating, grounded, everything in between.
Safe, simple, home.
Sound is where I come back to myself.
When I’m overwhelmed, stretched, the noise in my head is overwhelming …
The bowls, the drum, the stillness brings me back.
And now it’s the space I hold for other women, for them to come home too.