ACADEMY
A place to heal, feel and find yourself again.
Who are you anyway ?
We're here for professional women who signed up for the modern worlds view of successful female. Who's reality is likely to be very different, more like overwhelm, stress, disconnection from who you really are and a numbness and inner sadness that the life you spent so long creating may well not be what you need or want anymore.
We hear you .
We are you.
We are here for you.
We will help guide you back to you, all of you, and reimagine your happily ever after.
All About Me
Hi, I’m Charlie.
​
I grew up in the era of "You can have it all!" feminism—career, house, family, hobbies, holidays, abs, power, wealth, and perfect motherhood. All I had to do was work myself into the ground. Easy, right?
​
Well, here’s how that went: I got the career (hated it), the family (imperfect, obviously), the house (plus a mountain of debt). Thanks to undiagnosed ADHD, my work ethic was Schwarzenegger-level strong, but I always wondered why I had to work so much harder than everyone else. (Probably just a fluke I got in to Uni, right?)
​
Fast forward: I had my own dental practice, worked full-time and ran the business and did out-of-hours shifts to fund it. Then, as a fun bonus, our patient list got stolen, leaving us with zero income. Cue stress-induced pulmonary embolism. Yes, that’s a potentially fatal blood clot, which I tried to ignore because, you know, priorities. A kind soul dragged me to A&E, I spent two days in the hospital, then drove myself home and went back to work three days later. Obviously.
​
At some point—probably mid-nervous breakdown—I whispered into the void, "I can’t do this alone anymore." This was awkward because I was a science-loving, hard-facts-only kinda gal, and woo-woo spirituality was not my thing. But science wasn’t saving me, so… why not?
​
Fast forward again: Sold the practice, worked more jobs to pay off debt, definitely learned my lesson and slowed down. (Just kidding.) Instead, I overworked harder, wasted money on doomed businesses, stress-ate my way into obesity, and landed myself a heart condition. Add perimenopause into this heddonistic mix and BOOM ! I'd completely lost myself.
​
Then came the ponies. I sobbed in their presence, and instead of judging me (like humans sometimes do), they just stood there, holding space. That moment changed everything.
​
Now, I run Dandelion Days Equine Facilitated Learning for mental health support and The Pegasus Project Academy for women (30+ and overwhelmed AF) to rediscover themselves. I am an EVAs award finalist 2025 and I'm here to shake it up and help women like me and you get their shit sorted and start living!
We mix science, magik, and all things Universe to help you get your spark back.
​
Come hang out—we’ll find you again.
