Hello, I'm so glad you're here, that the universe led you to my page.

let me introduce you to me,

to the last decade of my life and the woman those years have helped me become

& to what offerings & gifts you can expect from my future manuscripts, coarses, workshops, talks and coaching.

Best I start at the Beginning of an End.

Chapter 1.

At 23, I fell 15 metres — about three and a half stories — when a rooftop gave way beneath me while I was travelling South America with my best friends.
I broke both feet, my ankle, pelvis, sacrum, elbow, and — worst of all — my back. My spine shattered.

In an instant, I was paralysed. No movement, no sensation from the waist down. The pain was indescribable.

I was rushed to a hospital in Peru for open back surgery, then flown to California for another 13-hour operation. Months later, I finally made it home to Australia. I was diagnosed as an incomplete paraplegic and told I would likely never walk again.

That was also the day I told myself I would. (Story continued below)

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I'm a lucky girl, all good things come to me, flow to me, move through me, everything works out for me.

- Carlina Cruz & Alli Bohl

I threw myself into healing. Visualisation. Meditation. Wholefoods as medicine. Juice fasting. I devoured every holistic health book I could find. I studied quantum physics, the power of the mind, the art of quantum leaping.

I committed to five hours of physio a day, five days a week. Specialist after specialist. Holistic therapies. Endless research.

But the road wasn’t smooth. I battled pressure wounds that almost led to amputation. Chronic nerve pain hospitalised me every fortnight. For a long time, my bowels, bladder, and sexual function didn’t work. I healed these. Broken bones? Healed those. depression, healed. — my body began breaking down under the stress, trauma & big pharma medications: rashes, hair falling out, constant exhaustion, and that relentless, unforgiving pain. one layer at a time. The aftershock of a trauma.

It took blood, sweat, and tears — but after three years, I walked again.

In 2019, I went in for another back surgery. It was supposed to be simple. Overnight. I was meant to walk out the next day. Instead, it was botched.

I woke up paralysed again. This time, my right leg was gone. Back in a wheelchair. That sentence “you may never walk again.”

The heartbreak of that moment — of having my legs taken from me twice

Three years of agony, persistence, progress — gone. It felt like I was right back at the beginning. Like my life had been on pause for nothing.

Living on hope and faith that your legs will work again — and then, when they finally do, having them taken from you again— is a grief only a few will ever understand.

After a month of grieving,

I knew I had to get back up. It takes just as much energy to be sad as it does to be happy.

By now, my belief in quantum physics and the power of the mind over the body was unshakable. I told myself I would walk again.

The years that followed brought a new kind of test. Bed rest. Gut health repair. PTSD. Nervous system dysregulation. Chronic fatigue. More side affects and aftershocks of trauma. (What the dickens :P)A whole lot of time spent at home healing.

I missed life. But I knew I had to commit. Short-term pain for long-term gain.

I spent over 365 days in hospital. Countless more in bed. thenhealthy days were spent doing physio & research. I refused to waste the time.

So I grew my mind as I rebuilt my body. Audiobooks, documentaries, TED Talks. Online courses, tutorials. Anything to teach me how to heal — not just physically, but mentally and spiritually too. Because I truly believe: you can’t heal unless all three parts of yourself — mind, body, soul — are in alignment. In discovering how to heal all three, I found my most authentic self — and, ultimately, my purpose. That’s what made the journey worth it. That’s what I want to keep sharing.

Some weeks were filled with pain so intense I could barely function. Other weeks, I battled the balance — rebuilding my legs while searching for answers to heal everything else inside me. My heart longed to be out in the world, working, sharing, contributing — but health always had to come first. And my body made sure It knew it did. So I habit-stacked. Learning while moving. Reading while riding the bike. Tutorials on the treadmill. Laptop in bed. Documenting everything while I healed. I didn’t want to waste a single moment, because pain could return at any second.

Despite what I was told, here I am in 2025 — a decade since the fall.

The girl who was told she may never walk again… not once, but twice…

✨ Is walking.
✨ Is healed.
✨ Is me. ;)

But those words/sentences don’t capture the emotion, energy, or the decade-long fight it took to get here.

In falling, I found my passions: holistic health, healing, quantum physics, spirituality, human consciousness. For that, I’m deeply grateful.

I don’t want anyone to feel alone in their healing journey. If my story can help even one person, then every tear, every hour, every step has been worth it.

Thats why I created my manuscripts Backbone and The Healing.

Backbone. The Fall.— its really just one helluva story, written for the 23-year-old me, to help her heal (and anyone like her) who just needs to know they’re not alone.
The Healing. The Rise — everything I’ve learned that helped me find purpose and reconnect with my most authentic self. Authenticity being the highest frequency, there for a magnet for manifestations. The Rise.

I believe with my whole being that what we think and speak about, comes about. It’s not just mindset — it’s science. That’s why I waited until now to share myself. I didn’t want to write from inside the trauma and risk manifesting more of it. There fore I also couldn’t release Backbone without The Healing. The dark without the light.

I’m still learning every day, I don’t have all the answers, but I love sharing what’s worked for me.

Everything I share isn’t just for those healing from physical & emotional trauma. No way, I was very deliberate about that. MY work is for anyone who wants to elevate, expand, and step into their most authentic self emotionally, physically, spiritually.

If this resonates, you’re not alone. Let’s connect.
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✨ Be part of the community I dream of — open-minded, heart-led, a belief and attunement in the unseen, love for patchu moma, holistic, health driven, authentic and inclusive.

Because life’s tough enough as it is. It’s all our first time living. So let’s help each other along the way.

Love,
Emsie

Back Bone

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