If the stories nestled inside your heart and tucked away in your memory are calling to be distilled, expressed, or preserved as legacy…
let’s breathe life into them - together!
I dare to believe…
The way to both profoundly touch and actively move people is to reconnect with your true voice.
Embody its essence.
Let it permeate your cells and override the need to say the “right” thing, the “good” thing, the “sensical” thing.
Then, get to work bringing its expression forward as clearly and wholly as humanly possible.
Engaging with the world in this primordial way is not easy.
But I crave a world where I am fully, wholly, openly expressed in a way that empowers others to step into their truth too.
Do you?
I am most inspired by those who speak their truth without abandon.
The storytellers, the abstract artists, the aging aunties.
Those who understand that words mean everything and nothing at the same time.
Those who can outline and colour a whole universe in one breath and crumple it up in the next.
I see creativity as a vital life force: boundless and regenerative. There is always a truer, clearer, bolder creation around the corner.
It simply must be expressed, even if it is only to make way for the next iteration. And it must move, even if the only person benefiting is you.
As a child, I was deep. Complex. Curious.
I read between the lines, saw beyond the surface, and ran rings around the rules. My heightened awareness and sensitivity often left me confused, perpetually seeking.
My intuitive gifts scared the living daylights out of me. So I buried them and asked to see and hear no more.
Meanwhile, I would lap up words like nourishing nectar. My grandmother recited poems from memory as I rested, chin in cupped hands, over the sofa. My grandfather fanned a dictionary to dictate spelling and grammar tests. (I have to admit, I prized both equally!)
Naturally, I studied for an MA in English Literature and was led to storytelling, myth, and magic.
The stories that lie in the liminal space where possibility meets practicality. If you’ve found your way here, I’m guessing you embrace the magic in the mundane, the profound in the practical, too.
To this day, my bookshelf attests to my fascination for fairy and folk tales that expose the collective trials and tribulations of our human ancestors as well as their unbridled belief in our infinite potential. I see this potential in others waiting to be reclaimed.
By the by, have you read any real fairy tales? The ones with fear rather than marriage at their heart?
They will teach you more about raw human expression than any course out there.
I hold hope, and a seed of knowing, that the growth and actualisation of future generations relies as much on retaining and reclaiming the wisdom of the elders as forging and reimagining new pathways to knowledge.
I want to hear your stories. I want to archive your life lessons. I want to support you in passing the torch.
We’ll laugh, cry, and melt into the moment together as we distill and preserve your legacy.
Every soul business stems from a seed of purpose.
WHAT IS MINE?
Sacred rage, I’ve called it.
That deep, writhing anger rooted in soul, yet steeped shame.
Each moment this sensation arises gives you a clue. You might call it an indicator of your values. A signpost to your purpose. Or a recognition and reclamation of soul contract.
With each experience of anger or injustice, another pearl is unearthed and refined. When the time and courage is right to align them, you’ll see a pattern, a sequence, awaits weaving together.
You’ve found your “story circle.”
The golden thread that ties your unique skills, talents, and experience to your soul calling. The path that will heal and liberate you along with those meant to work with you.
A yearning for change and a surrender to self usually follows.
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While premonitions, astral travel, and visitations from spirit were a regular part of my bedtime routine in childhood…
…I was terrified and ashamed of them.
In my waking hours, like my dreams, I often felt like my body was living out an experience my soul was not part of.
Because I denied what I knew to be true. I preferred to appear “normal” and “together” than embrace my deeply sensitive and intuitive nature.
I stayed silent when I knew I was right or sensed I deserved more.
I sat back and let others speak for me believing my inner wisdom no match for their tried-and-trusted template.
I was sought out for my “way with words,” yet the landscapes of academia and corporate gave me little space for soulful self-expression.
When I entered the online business world, it all felt equally dull and barren.
Where was the sparkle? Where were my people?
There is nothing wrong with me. I simply need to continue to learn how to belong with myself and radiate who I truly am for others to find me.
This is a present tense conversation. A constant and continual unlearning of conditioning and unraveling of self-expression that spirals deeper and deeper. Sound familiar?
Well, the universe beat me with this stick until one day I would take the baton and run with it. To chase my calling.
I’m here to lead the return to heart-consciousness with pure, liberated, and soul-derived self-expression.
Dear gentle soul: you know you’re here to create.
You feel compelled to share your story. To embody your essence. To call in your community. And to weave your legacy.
You may not yet believe you have the words, the style, the skill, the determination to promote your soul business or write your life story without resorting to templates and bots.
But you cannot escape the growing flame of your creative knowing.
You know your story is worthy and ready to be told.
You know it holds subtle, powerful, transformational wisdom.
You know you are free to choose. To create. To express. To innovate.
To unearth your essence and let it inform and infuse your path.
This is you.
Safe, secure, and sovereign in the potency of your fullest expression.
Sharing your story and leaving your legacy. And I’m rooting for you.
Ursula Hurn - Photographer & Online Course Creator
“Challenging, enlightening, liberating.
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