The end of 2024 pulled the handbrake on my life, personally and professionally. Within three months:
To say I had whiplash is an understatement. The three core pillars of my world came crashing down around me. I took a month out and went home (Cape Town).
I needed space.
I needed to decompress, recalibrate.
Throw shit.
And cry - a lot.
After two glorious weeks in this spiral, exhaustion took hold, and I decided to pause and take stock. My heart and compensation would recover, but Mum was a different story. Besides the obvious grief I was dealing with, there is a fifty percent chance I am carrying the motor neurons gene. My aunt, mother and cousin all carry the gene, I’m not feeling optimistic.
It was time to ask the big questions:
I had spent fifteen years in big companies, including two tech startups that went public. Fast paced. High stakes. Gritty. I thrived in it. But over time, I got tired of watching great ideas get stuck in loops of red tape. Organisational mayhem, slow decisions, lack of leadership and vision. Bored to tears with inertia.
When I looked back, it wasn’t the job titles or the logos that mattered. I wanted to be closer to the work that moves the needle. It was the problem-solving. The hard-earned wins. The teams that got things done. Being curious about what people do and how they do it.
That realisation brought me here.
As a consultant, I get autonomy. I get to work with a wide range of people. My goal is to contribute to those who know less and learn from those who know more.
I do not believe in silver bullets. I do not believe in manifestation nonsense. Growth comes from small, intentional actions that stack up over time. I believe in discipline over motivation, execution and iteration over endless planning. That is how momentum builds; that is how businesses win.
I am not interested in pretending things are easy. I am interested in progress. Messy, real, step-by-step progress.
That is the work I do with my clients. And the work I am doing on myself.