Like an uprooted tree, trauma separates us from what nourishes us. Healing replants us in the soil of connection.
A Journey of Brokenness, Healing & Building Villages
Let me tell you a story—not the polished version, but the real one. The one with sleepless nights, and moments where love was the only thing holding me together.
For years, I’ve stood in classrooms and boardrooms, fighting for kids the system labels "too much"—the ones who kick chairs, who can’t sit still, who cry instead of talk. I’ve challenged teachers to dig deeper, "What if this isn’t defiance? What if it’s a language we haven’t learned yet?" Because here’s the truth: When you see a child differently, you see a different child.
But my real education didn’t come from degrees. It came from my three children—one who sees the world in technicolour brilliance, another who navigates it with a body that betrays her, and a third who taught me that love doesn’t keep score. I’ve spent years on my knees advocating for them, swallowing back rage and tears when told "we can't meet needs" or even worse the needs just aren't severe enough and they have to struggle more before helps available.
There were nights I’d lie awake, hollowed out from fighting a system that calls itself "support" while leaving families to drown. I was asking for help, doing everything I could to help my kids, but no help was there or it arrived at crisis point.
Raise Your Village was born from my own broken heart. A call to stop just patching wounds and started building bridges. Between neuroscience and soul-work. Between struggling parents and the wisdom they already carry. Between the child who’s labelled "disruptive" and the village waiting to champion them. It’s the work I needed when I was a young parent who didn't know what advice to listen to. The village I craved when I sat in the car park crying and alone. The truth I now shout from the rooftops: Trauma isn’t a life sentence. And no one—not you, not your child, not that student who’s "too far gone"—is beyond repair. Healing doesn’t happen in isolation. Connection is the medicine we need.
This isn’t polished professionalism. It’s messy, miraculous humanity. If your hands are shaking from holding too much, if you’re tired of fighting alone, if you’re ready to trade "just surviving" for deep belonging—welcome. I’ve saved you a seat at the fire.
Let’s rewrite the story—together. Welcome to the village.
With grit, grace & a stubborn belief in us,
Sarah
Nurturing Resilient Minds Together
- Because no one should walk alone. Whether navigating parenting, education, or personal healing, we thrive when supported by a "village."
- Because ancient wisdom and modern science belong together. I blend neurobiological research with timeless practices (like mindfulness and communal care) to create tools that truly work.
- Because resilience is learned—and contagious. From schools to living rooms, I’ve seen how small shifts in understanding can ripple into lifelong change.
