Our Summer masterclass, hosted online, 7pm on Wednesday 24th July, 2024 is inspired by the book, “The Hero with a Thousand Faces” by Joseph Campbell, and is co-hosted with special guest, American bestselling author Tom Richards.
I first heard about this excellent book during a podcast about a year ago when I interviewed the excellent Mark Attwood, who recommended it. I’m still reading it, and no doubt it has had a profound impact!

A recurring theme, in the work I do with my Write Coach clients, is the notion of the hero’s journey, and concept of healing through writing, and documenting the story of one’s journey.
Having written several books and having published three, all in a narrative non-fiction style, and all documenting the process of overcoming depression, addiction, lack of self-love, codependency, and more recently, the cruel business of parental alienation, psychological and emotional abuse, and overcoming narcissistic abuse, I felt well placed to help guide others through the process of navigating a path through overcoming family trauma, childhood trauma and multigenerational trauma.
Somehow, and without any kind of deliberate business plan, in the last four years since the lockdown I just fell into doing healing work, ghost writing, and writing mentoring, off the back of my own lived experience. The work is not easy, but it is hugely fulfilling.
Somewhat wistfully, I’d always had a close relationship with the astral, having been interested in dreams, psychoanalysis, and the interpretation and meaning of dreams, and by nature I was sceptical and philosophical. My original plan had been to go to America and train as a psychiatrist, once I had completed my degree programme in Psychology and Philosophy, despite being gifted at languages. A more straightforward career path might have been English, French and German. But doing things simply was not my style. I was drawn to the things I was fascinated by, not the things I was “supposed” to do!
And besides, life had other plans!
Disillusioned with academic life, with its broken promises and dreary ego-fuelled prescriptions, I wandered on the fringes of society, first as a dealer, in a casino, dealing black jack and roulette and looking for somewhere to go at 4 a.m. after my shift and realising my evening time was everyone else’s sleep time. Then I somehow fell into merchandising and door-to-door sales, an incredibly tough apprenticeship in how to handle objections and rejection, body language and non-verbal behaviour, as well as the art of negotiationship. Again on the fringes of society, people would ask when I might get a ‘proper job’ !?
Other jobs came and went and being a black sheep by nature, I did not fit in most places I went. Factory jobs, customer service agent jobs, advertising sales, whether in England or after emigrating to Ireland, becoming comfortable with the uncomfortable, and being consistently inconsistent seemed to become the norm for this black sheep.
