My story

Since you’re reading this it’s fair to assume that you’re in a place of wanting to elevate your life and create a reality that’s different from the one you currently have. Already, you’re ahead of the majority who, unfortunately, spend their lives thinking that what they’re given is what they get and that the desired life they want is only possible in their mind, just imagination. Or, in my case, get stuck in the same cycle of wanting to elevate but for some reason stay in the same place no matter how much hard work is put in. 

I respect you, so here’s a quick backstory & summary of my story and why I made it my mission to help you create the reality you deserve through self mastery and introspection.

Without wasting any time, let’s get into it …

I stood there in the dull office bathroom, staring into the mirror, caught in a moment of quiet reflection. I had no real reason to be standing there—certainly not because I needed to use the bathroom. No, I was just lingering in that small space because it felt better than sitting at my desk, pretending to work. It was almost as if the stillness of the bathroom offered some kind of escape from the monotony of the office.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, a thought crossed my mind: What am I doing here? My reflection seemed distant, almost detached, as though it were someone else's. The weight of the moment settled on me, and suddenly, everything seemed to slow down. I could picture myself, years down the line, stuck in the same place, climbing the corporate ladder, day after day, year after year—10 years, 15, maybe even longer. The idea of being locked in that cycle until i’m 60 was daunting. Yes, maybe I could have gotten a promotion and moved offices but the feeling would still be there. Just a nicer office, 2% raise every year, looking forward to bank holidays, more company perks, doing the same shit. 

I had a cold sense of dissatisfaction, and I realized that I wasn’t just disillusioned with the job—I was disillusioned with the life I was building. This wasn’t the path I envisioned for myself. It wasn’t where I wanted to be, and deep down, I knew I couldn’t stay here. Not for another decade, not for a single moment longer.

But who is to blame for me arriving at this moment of my life, and feeling this way? Of course, it was me. 

I rewind back to my childhood, where everything was shaped by my parents’ journey. They were war immigrants from Sri Lanka, seeking refuge in Europe for a chance at a safer life. My family, though comfortable, was firmly middle class. We were fortunate enough to have warm meals on the table every day—a privilege I didn’t take for granted—but there was always this underlying tension, this quiet struggle. I’d watch my dad, after a long day of work, sitting at the kitchen table, scratching away at his lottery cards hoping for that big win, that life-changing £250,000. But most times, frustration would build as he came up empty, shaking his head at the little silver symbols that never lined up.

In my young mind, this was normal. This was the way life worked. Success, as I was taught, was simple and straightforward. My parents, with their traditional values, had a clear blueprint for life: Get good grades, go to university, land a stable job, get married, have kids, retire at 60, and then fade into the quiet of old age. It seemed like a foolproof plan, a secure path that everyone followed—just what life was supposed to be. I didn’t question it. In fact, I foolishly thought that this was the success, that this was what I was supposed to strive for.

I watched my parents work hard, making sacrifices and sticking to that prescribed life, and I assumed that’s what success looked like. This is where I get my hard working mentality. But somewhere deep down, even then, I felt a quiet unease—a sense that there had to be more than this. Still, I went along with it, believing that the steps they laid out were the ones I should follow. 

I remember spending hours on YouTube, listening to motivational speakers like Les Brown, Tony Robbins, and athletes like Kobe Bryant, Muhammad Ali and Ray Lewis. Their words ignited something inside me, and I began to imagine myself as an athlete, inspiring others the way they inspired me. After listening, I’d go for a run or do push-ups, pushing myself to the limit and getting in incredible shape. I envisioned myself motivating others to take action and feel that same spark of drive and possibility. It wasn’t just about my own strength—it was about being the catalyst that helped someone else believe they could be great too. That was the part that amazed me. Having said all of that, I didn't do anything about it. Limiting beliefs, imposter syndrome, lack of confidence, fear of failure, fear of others’ opinions… 

Fast forward to 25 years old. I’m in the office bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. I’m questioning myself. 

Every event that’s happened in your life and is happening right now is because of the capabilities of your mind. All the suffering in your life, the bad, and the pain all arise from your mind. All your financial problems, health problems, social problems, relationship problems in your reality, is all a result of your mind being out of control. And hard work alone is not going to change your reality. 

For the past 4 years, after having left my 9-5, I've been working on myself, collaborating alongside other life coaches and mindset coaches decoding the things that my teenager self was lacking at the time, becoming the version of myself that my teenager self will be proud of.

Choices. Chances. Changes. You must make a choice to take a chance or your life will never change.  

And so if you want to make a change, chances are, this place is right for you.