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Easy Recipes

As our immune systems and general health and wellbeing are at the centre of everyone's thoughts right now I've decided to have a week of plant based, healthy, immune boosting, easy peasy recipe making up. I'm going to share them all here on my blog, or at least I'm going to share the ones that work here on my blog :)


First up is this Red Lentil Coconut Soup that I cannot get enough of right now. It doesn't require lots of ingredients, time or effort. It's super easy, incredibly healthy and DELICIOUS.

My Journey With Lyme & Chronic Unwellness

I went from living to existing

My personal road to health and happiness began when I was too young to have any notion of what was happening to or within me. I was bullied by an older brother who very much needed to be an only child and I had 'distant' and 'aggressive' parents, who I love very much but whose style of parenting was very far from what I needed in my own unique way (as we are all so unique and require unconditional love and acceptance of that uniqueness to be happy, healthy and well). Those early years affected me in ways that I had no idea were even possible, from things that I would consider standard, simple parenting to more in-depth aggressive moments, as well as physical and mental abuse, all that caused me severe emotional and physical disruption as I grew and developed.

How I came undone

Much of what I'm going to say in this section comes from the full biofield scan I performed for myself, however when I did this, so much made sense to me with what I knew I had physically experienced in my body at certain key stages of my youth. My scan told me that me first key milestone to chronic lyme disease was at age 4 with the feelings of low self worth, of not being loved or wanted embedding themselves within me. By the age of 9 I disliked things in my life so much I had developed an eating disorder that slowed my appetite and metabolism down, and by age 14 my hormones were imbalanced to the point of gut, immune and endocrine disruption. By 16 I had developed a histamine and salicylate intolerance. 

By the age of 18 my hormone imbalances were enough that I had become more or less infertile and as a result of these imbalances my endocrine and immune functions weakened to the point of unbearable insomnia, at just 22 years of age. And this wasn't the occasional sleepless night but the never ending, never ever sleeping night. And it wasn't just that I never slept but that I never wanted or needed to, which I later found out was because my body was now running on pure adrenalin, for which a fate worse than I was already experiencing was to come - both chronic and adrenal fatigue. Next came more severe digestive problems followed by intense bouts of nausea so acute that I'd make my throat bleed sticking my fingers in to alleviate the pain, hoping vomiting would come only to be let down with each attempt. Occasional back pain escalated into sciatica and then all over pain followed. I went from vibrant and upbeat to downtrodden, needing drugs and alcohol to boost me, to allow myself to be out in a world that I was so convinced 'hated' me (not a word I am now comfortable with but is very reflective of how I felt at the time with the many emotional energies I was carrying with me from my childhood conditioning), judged and mocked me and only wanted to cause me harm.

My 'masks of illusion'

My masks of illusion were on so tight I couldn't breathe and I literally no idea of their presence, instead believing myself shy and quiet, someone who just needed to get to know you before I could open up and be myself with you. Blissfully unaware I was being controlled by false narrative after false narrative, until I fell apart; physically, mentally and emotionally, disliking myself so very much, finding the world and everyone in it terrifying, believing myself to be so fat and ugly that I couldn't possibly eat else I'd be judged and ridiculed even more. And then there were the defeating bouts of depression, extreme shyness or anxiousness. And rage, of which I had an abundance.

Somehow through all of this, and being so heavily in my masculine energy by this time so as to be driven to prove the narrative that ran all the way through me wrong, I managed to make a good strong solid career for myself, but for someone who energetically 'believed' whole heartedly that they weren't good enough for anyone or anything I had to go to extremes, becoming addicted to working at a job which I loved and that gave me something which I could finally feel proud of, that was finally mine, that my brother couldn't take from me. I went through a phase of regularly working 120 hour weeks, eating little if anything at all, surviving on caffeine and rum. I got more engrossed in work and the lifestyle that working in the media industry brought with it, enjoying the fame and success of a career I excelled at and all the parties and jubilation that entitled me to. I drank too much, I took too many drugs, I never went to bed and I worked my backside off, and I'm exhausted even typing this now!

A spider sat down beside her

Then in 2011 I moved to Australia with the aim of cleaning up my lifestyle. No more constant partying, no more constant working, I'd be healthy and happy at long last. 3 months after arriving, while lazing on Coogee beach I was bitten by a sand spider. The smallest little thing you ever did see was about to have the largest impact on me. A wake up call of monumental size as within a few hours my leg was swollen so badly that I was limping, it hurt to stand up and I could barely sit down, the swelling was so substantial I'd never seen anything like it and in true Aussie style the Doctor in his laid back drawl informed me I had had been bitten by a bacteria riddled bug and that I had contracted Lyme Disease. Both horrified and having no idea what Lyme Disease was I happily took his (what I later found out to be incorrect) antibiotics and watched the swelling in my leg disappear with not a thought given to what Lyme Disease was as the Doctor had seemed so casual about it all. How bad could it be, huh?

Little did I know what lay ahead. Crippling chronic fatigue, 24/7 debilitating nausea, allergies to almost everything leaving me so weak and vulnerable all I could eat was frozen white fish and peeled white potato. My periods stopped completely, my bowels ceased to work, ever, my hair fell out and even stopped growing. I itched from head-to-toe to the point it drove me to tears. I had malabsorption that had me limping to the toilet after just the smallest sip of water and I had lucid dreams so terrifying I'd throw myself out of bed in an attempt to wake myself up from them. The list of symptoms was endless and so incredibly painful.

My catch 22

I'd struggled with depression during many times of my life before this point, but to be honest I had no idea that's what it was, it felt so normal to me to feel so unhappy that I had no idea there was a name or a label for it. I even surmised with myself at one point that I just couldn't understand people with depression as I had no idea what it felt like but by now I was so ill that I couldn't disguise depression any longer, I literally did not wish to go on for a second longer, I needed this torture to just stop.

Things got so bad I had no choice but to give up the job I'd worked so very hard for, the beach lifestyle I adored to fly home where I spent the next three years in my parent's spare bedroom, rarely leaving the house, rarely having the energy to even get out of bed. I saw specialist after specialist with their offers of the familiar prescriptions of anti nausea medication, laxatives, anti anxiety and antidepressant pills. The darkest period came when a doctor of last resort told me that I would eventually develop cancer and at that point, and only at that point would the NHS help me. The Joseph Keller Catch 22 was that I was too sick and with too many symptoms that I was too expensive to treat, so they wouldn't, not until I developed a terminal disease.

Action cures fear, inaction creates terror

But strangely this is the moment I am most grateful for, for had he not told me this I may have continued on the path of my conditioning believing that modern medicine and mainstream science were all that existed to help me, and had I done that I wouldn't be here today writing this blog post. This Dr's outrageous words spurred me on, they gave me the kick up the proverbial that I needed to stop self-pitying, to stop mourning myself and to start on the journey I now know I was always meant to be on. A journey of self discovery and alignment with all that I am. A journey I would have started much sooner and for much less painful reasons had I not been so conditioned to believe I was not good enough and didn't fit into the world and that modern medicine was the saviour of all. There are so many ways my journey could have, and should have started sooner but not for the childhood conditioning I was subjected to.  And so here I am today, healed, cured, repaired and regenerated, but how did I do it? 

The many expensive treatments I tried

After 3 years of attending Biomagnetism treatments religiously every week, sometimes twice a week I still wasn't recovered. I was improved but still chronically unwell with symptoms still destroying my mental health, what little I had left of it. Crippled with feelings of misery and depression I eventually had no choice but to face the fact that there was more to it all than just the physical and mental symptoms I could put a label or a name to. I had to face the fact that emotionally I was being triggered and controlled and had turned those triggers and controls into physical manifestations of pain within every cell of my being; body mind and spirit. And it was this realisation that finally set me on my path to a full recovery, with the help of some lovely friends and therapists along the way. 

I wondered though, how do you get emotional energies out of the body?

Unsure of what to do I studied the impact of the mind-body connection, I used EFT and Reiki, I tried de-armouring and tantric body work, acupuncture and Kambo, and whilst they all did something they all did nothing, with the exception of Kambo which woke me up to my true nature and to the true nature of all that I was and all that I'd become, and finally I started to see a path through the fog.For reasons I can't explain, that path led me to become attuned to Reiki. I honestly couldn't tell you why, I have no idea. Something in me lit up when I even just considered it, like fireworks at Hogmanay going off inside of me, and that was it, the start of a self discovery process so deep and pure that it has blown me away and brought me back together again, complete and wondrously unique and imperfect and whole and happy for the first time ever, really. 

Falling in love with myself

This whole process made me realise that I had been controlled my whole life, conditioned from such a young age to believe that I wasn't enough, that I wasn't deserving and deep down in the dark recesses I even had the belief that I needed to be ill because ill I didn't have to be a part of this world. I could see clearly for the first time how I'd been hiding behind drugs, partying, alcohol and excessive working. Just how much I disliked and even, at times, hated myself, how I couldn't look at myself having spent most of my life body dysmorphic, crippled by fear that I masked with OCD, crippled with insecurity and a complete lack of self-love or self-respect. And within a few short months I had cleaned it all out and underneath it had found not just my self-respect, self-love, self-confidence and the belief in myself that I could do and be anything I wanted to be, including healthy, but my truest expression of myself and the believe that it was actually OK to just be that expression of self that I always was, hidden away underneath the layers of pain and inner torment.

My very own big bang 

My epiphany moment was big and bright; stuck, blocked emotional energy is dangerous, and causes more dis-ease than all the pathogens in the world ever could.

Emotional, energetic release work is hard, and it's painful, and it makes you face things you'd really rather not. It was like someone holding the sides of my head and forcing me to stare into the mirror I'd spent years avoiding. But had I not done the work I'd still be ill today, and I always would be, that's if I were here at all. 

And so the work I do now (or what I loosely call work as how can something so pure, something I am so in love with ever truly be called work) as Enlightened Life is aimed at helping other people realise the impact that their childhood conditioning and limiting belief system, behavioural traits and stagnant energy flow is having on their health, helping to facilitate their own epiphany moment, freeing them from disease to become the people they always were.

I love it, and as bizarre as it sounds, I'm not sure I'd change much of what it took to get me here.

"When we heal, we free ourselves to become the people we always wanted to be, the people we always were underneath the years of stagnation and pain".

With so much love & gratitude
Enlightened Life xxx

Emotional Energy

What is Emotional Energy Cleansing?

What are emotional energies, and why do they need to be cleansed away from us? They are a lifetime of beliefs, thoughts, habits, conditionings. They are perceptions of the world, those within it and ourselves, the ‘masks’ we wear to hide who we truly are for fear of ‘insert mask type’ (judgement, ridicule, shame, embarrassment, guilt, trauma…). They become blocked, stuck and stagnant in our energy body, (which is designed to flow freely with ease and comfort keeping us mentally, emotionally and physically well) when we are unable to comprehend the impact an event or trauma had on us, or when we are unable to otherwise deal in a healthful matter with the event or trauma. They are energies of fear, exposure, truthfulness unspoken, but where do they come from?

Little strings of gold

If you imagine yourself as strings, lots and lots of little strings, and each of those strings holds information about you within it. In a healthy, happy human being those strings are filled with joy, happiness, gold even, strings of healthy, happy gold-filled joy. In a person who has experienced trauma from a young age, who wasn’t offered pure unconditional love as a child, who wasn’t accepted for just being themselves, or who received condemnation or punishment for just being themselves - simple commands such as ‘stop doing that’, ‘be quiet’, ‘go to your room’, ‘I’m too busy’, ‘you’re grounded’, ‘did you not hear me’, ‘because I’m telling you to’, those strings become covered in something other than their natural state of gold. A healthy child is allowed to be themselves - themselves being open, accepting of all around them and the expectation of all around them being a community of support and wisdom), they are talked to, explained to, offered a say in their life and how the things around them are and appear to be; ‘would you like to eat this today?’, ‘will you be making noise for a long time do you think, as mummy needs to work soon’. An offering, an exchange, a share of the responsibility. But so few of us receive this environment and in the aforementioned environment, or worse, those tiny little fragile strings filled with gold collect lint, and that lint gets heavier and heavier, thicker and denser over time as lint collects more lint, until all that can be felt, heard and seen on those gold filled strings is thick, dense, heavy layers of lint, no gold, the gold completely hidden underneath all that lint, lint that collected more lint each and every time that very first initial spec of lint was ‘triggered’, causing more and more lint to appear on top of the first piece of lint. Now if you imagine gold as your purest, most truthful self, you as you were born to be, unlabelled, undefined by society or parents or other family members, you in truest form, and the lint as the toxic energies of labelling, judgement, unlovable, unwanted, not good enough. Of school, university, your first job, of embarrassment over not fitting in, wearing the wrong clothes, saying the wrong thing. Of that breakup that caused you so much pain, of the child you’ve never had, the love you’ve never experienced. Loss, guilt, shame, embarrassment, all collecting more of the same type of energy just like that ball of lint upon that gold filled piece of string. This is you, this is how you live life, lint filled, carrying it around with you everywhere, being triggered over and over with each trigger collecting more and more emotional energy, until one day the weight you carry is so heavy upon you, your body starts to creak, pain appears, illness, disease, mental trauma, anguish, grief, loss, you name it, it’s all possible when we carry so much weight upon us. And all because as that little gold-filled piece of string, you were made to feel that the truth of who we were created to be wasn’t right, that you had to conform, contort and twist your true nature into that of the society shaped box everyone else around you had been conditioned to squeeze into. A box so restrictive that no one should ever have been put into it, but that most, if not all of us were at some point in our very early lives by a societal regime that controls and undermines, over values and accepts uniqueness. And so what becomes of that that little piece of gold-filled string who just needed pure unconditional love and acceptance for all that it was and all that it brought into this world, it becomes another little light dimmed by a system of control, unable to just be itself until one day it feels the weight of all of that lint covering it and makes the brave decision to find their inner gold once more. 

So, what do you do with all this heavy dense energy?

You cleanse it away just as you would clean off that little piece of gold-filled string. You dust it down, wipe and wash all the smears and marks away, and you fill it with all the unconditional love and acceptance it ever needed to make it feel wanted, accepted, good enough, and you set in motion the truth of all that you ever were and always will be; on your true path in this life whatever that may be, with a purpose or without, experiencing the highs and lows of life without emotional trigger, without loss or grief. You go on to have those children you’ve always wanted, those partners you never thought you’d find. You stop hiding in that box, under those society approved masks and you go out into this world a different shape to those around you, loud, proud and full of gold! You use that throat chakra over and over, each and every time a truth must be expressed, you cleanse your own energy with each truthful word uttered. You breathe deeply, regularly, you meditate, sit, watch the world go by without judgement or regard, you live deeply, openly, freely, and you express as the unique, always wanted, always loved, always perfectly imperfect large gold-filled string you now are.

If this sounds like you could benefit from looking at yourself as a little gold filled string who needs to find it's inner light again, please do reach out. I offer 30 minute consultations to talk about you, your lint and all that can be done to cleanse, wash and wipe it all away. 

Peace and love

Enlightened Life xxx 

I had never had Reiki before but decided to try it after having tried medications and counselling for my depression and anxiety. After only a few sessions with Kerry I am amazed at how much my depression has lifted and I am no longer held back by anxiety. I would definitely recommend Reiki with Kerry to anyone.


I am amazed at how much better I feel, a lifetime of depression is gone, anxiety and fear a thing of the past, and as a truly amazing side effect the physical pain and discomfort I was in is also completely gone - no more neck brace! I would definitely recommend Reiki and Enlightened Life to anyone, it has given me my life back


Really restorative! Kerry uncovered a lot of current and deeper causes for the way I felt and helped me achieve a much greater sense of self-awareness and clarity. Give it a go!!


Kerry has made significant progress with my lower back and neck pain. The sessions have been undertaken in a wonderful relaxing environment and Kerry is a very warm and responsive Reiki practitioner. Highly recommend!


I have seen Kerry 3 times, and every time has been even more powerful than the last. She has managed to uncover issues in all areas of my life that I didn’t even know where there, so I could finally address them and shed the weight. 10/10!


I was really sceptical about this Reiki stuff, but I was surprised how relaxed I felt after my session with Kerry and have continued to go back as per her treatment plan suggestion. Would recommend anyone to give it a go


Reiki with Kerry is amazing, it's like learning your own internal gossip, that you had no idea was there

Scarlett, 16