It’s been two years.

You might not even remember how the heck you ended up on this mailing list, and that is ok.

I needed the time off.

Burnout, losing trust in my body, and journeying into the depths of what it means to make space for physical pain, for ancient traumas to process, and for new roots to grow into supportive grounds and communities.

I am grateful for this time, and trying to embrace the radicality of not producing constantly, beyond the societally conditioned guilt of “in-achievement”. (Apparently that is not a word, well I am coining it now).

Yet. Things have been creatively stirring for a while… And my body quietly growing strength.

This summer has brought unexpected opportunities to share my music and voice activation workshops informally within supportive communities, and burgeoning out of that…

I am now proud to announce some upcoming offerings!!!

Let’s go.

My Vocal Workshops at Green Earth Awakening Camp 2026!

Wednesday 9 September to Sunday 14 September

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I am super excited to be invited to facilitate at Green Earth Awakening this year.

Run by the Buddhafield festival team, this intimate, off-grid, drug and alcohol-free gathering of about 350 people is an absolute gem, powered by the Buddhist values of compassion and interconnectedness.

Think reconnecting to the Land and Each other through shared communal meals, fire side jams, folk music gigs, embodied practices, dance, talks and workshops exploring land skills, activism, spirituality and creativity.

Workshop 1: Rewilding the singing voice

A Somatic Voice Activation session for “I can’t sing” people and singers alike. Moving away from singing as performance, lyrics to remember and notes to hit, we co-create a safe playground to experiment and release blocks. A primal and playful journey through Shamanic vocal improvisation and tribal singing techniques.

Workshop 2: Wild Weave Singing Circle

What if a Choir and a Jam had a wild love affair? A shamanic vocal improvisation, human loop machine, safely held in harmony yet free from lyrics and solid plans. Space to follow along and space to freestyle, to merge then uniquely shine. All singing abilities and perceived inabilities welcome.

Coming soon: Monthly Vocal Workshops in North East London

Think somatic voice activation meets Shamanic tribal vocal improvisation and woo woo manifestation sound healing practices…

Let’s unlock our super powers together, whether you are just dropping in or unfolding and deepening sessions after sessions.

Scared and excited. Renting a venue, marketing, and holding the fort as a safe vocal haven will require sustained community love, so I am calling on those who feel drawn to get involved...

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Winter plans cooking in my cauldron…

I also have a backlog of… dare I say so... kick-ass jazzy, world music folk songs with shamanic vocal improv layers to them.

I have been writing for the last few years, and it’s time to hit the record and release button.

I am also quietly working in the background on my Vocal Improv Medicine online course, a future treasure trove with lessons on all my singing techniques and somatic voice activation practices.

So stay tuned for all that!!!

That is it for now. More updates coming soon.

Thank you for being here, I love you all.

See you in the wild places.

Kat

A universal foreigner grown in France, evolved in 5 different countries and now based in London, unapologetically neurodivergent, steeped in mystical experiences, and a trauma survivor striving daily to make peace with chronic pain.

From Folk Blues Songwriting to Shamanic Vocal Improvisation, sprinkled with a little Arctic Beat Boxing and old-times Jazz, my musical expression journeys through varied landscapes.

Melting boundaries between genres, I explore music as Medicine. As an instrument for authentic expression, play, somatic healing, and spiritual connection to land, ancestral wisdom, self and each other. Taking a collection of instruments for the ride, from classy pianos to shamanic frame drums, vocal sound journeys layered on loop machines, to my old raggedy travelling banjo.

I also like crafting lyrics and poems shamelessly exploring the authentic depths of the average tortured psyche, yet steeped in unshakably loving perspectives, channelling performances and atmospheres immersed in the ecstatic grief and excruciating beauty of the human condition, telling tales of despair and delusion, followed by accidental self-empowerments and spiritual epiphanies, weaving phantasmagoric worlds to wrap ourselves into whilst throwing baffled glances at modern society’s expectations.

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Vocal Improv Medicine workshops

I am particularly passionate about helping others to find and rewild their voice, holding space and designing experiences to make singing safe, primal and fun again.

I am currently working hard behind the scenes to create Vocal Improv Medicine, my upcoming online course and community dedicated to voice activation, for those who want to find, free and rewild their voice. Bringing together vocal improvisation singing techniques from around the world and somatic practices with elements of tantra and shamanism, sprinkled with a healthy dose of playfulness, we will explore together how voice affects our nervous system, states of consciousness and well-being.

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Yet you might go long stretches without hearing from me, as real-life things cook in hidden cauldrons.

Still…

See you in the wild places,

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I am particularly passionate about helping others to find and rewild their voice, holding space and designing experiences to make singing safe, primal, fun and magical again.

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What is Somatic Voice Activation?

Somatic voice activation is the art of exploring, finding and opening up our true voice, using powerful mind-body practices to work through layers of blocks, unlock our authentic self-expression and nurture our unique potential.

Everyone has a voice,

And your voice is your sacred power...

Our voice is our gateway to:

• Connect and reconnect to yourself, others and the divine

• To access flow state, channelling your intuition and creativity

• To create, express and inspire through your singing and spoken words

• To transmute emotional wounds into wellbeing

• To carry your prayers, casting the magic of your attention and intention

• To communicate your truth, desires and boundaries

• To foster presence and confidence

• To share your unique and much needed gifts into the world, whether through art or ideas.

Everyone has a voice,

But to what degree do we have access to its potential?

• How many layers of psychological, emotional and societal blocks have we accumulated?

• How much fear-based conditioning and limiting beliefs do we operate within?

• How convinced have we become, that unless we want to be a pop star, we don’t need to work on our voice?

• How much have we forgotten how precious our voice is and how badly we need it?

• How much freedom did we have to safely play, experiment and explore, uncover and discover, practice and strengthen our unique voice?

To quote Marianne Williamson…

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.”

Kat’s approach:

Moving away from singing as performance, with lyrics to remember, notes to hit, and ideals to compare ourselves to, I strive to create space for playful experimentation, primal expression and intuitive channelling, within the safety and support of community.

Merging vocal improvisation singing techniques from around the world and somatic practices with elements of tantra and shamanism, we explore how voice, breath, vibration and visualisation, movement and meditation, rhythm and ritual, attention and intention, sound and silence affect our nervous systems, states of consciousness and the well-being.

Helping us to re-establish a deep sense of safety and confidence as we reclaim our voice, not only as a tool to beautifully sing, speak, improvise and inspire, but as a musical instrument in its own right, beyond the confines of language, and as a mystical gateway to access flow state, tap into our intuition, unleash our creativity, channel insights, transmute our traumas, fostering healing and wellbeing for ourselves and others.

Allowing us to grow the confidence to share our unique gifts with the world, turning our pain into purpose, our mess into our message, and our missing into our mission.

My practice is ever-evolving and deeply informed by my ongoing healing journey from chronic pain and complex trauma, my own musical journey, as well as my experience with shamanic trance states.

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Who can benefit from Voice Activation?

Somatic voice activation is for anyone who feels the call to expand the way they use (or don’t use) their voice.

From those who think they can’t sing to seasoned singers who feel limited to familiar ways, and maybe struggle to improvise outside of the structures they have learnt.

From public speakers, actors, artists, entrepreneurs, healers, teachers and coaches who need to overcome stage fright to share their mission, to those who seek the confidence to communicate their truth in their day-to-day life relationships.

From spiritual seekers looking for new ways to connect to Self and Spirit, channel and pray, to neuroscience geeks and biohackers looking to crack the flow state for improved performance.

From trauma survivors looking for a creative outlet to foster wellbeing and help regulate their nervous system, to those simply looking to have fun taking on a new creative pursuit by learning some cool vocal improvisation singing techniques.

If you have a voice, a spirit and a body, you can enjoy the benefits of somatic voice activation practices.

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Saffran says:

Heart opening, voice opening, beautifully held: I loved the session I did with Kat. She helped us do things we'd never done before, while always feeling safe and nurtured. I couldn't recommend it more for those who want to explore their voices (whether they are"singers" or "not singers" 😊 )

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I wanted to share an experience and an insight that dawned on me recently.

Equally to remind myself, as I am under no illusions that this will elude me again in due time, and most probably when I need to remember it the most, because, well: Murthy's law.

I have been going through a particularly intense phase of struggles with my emotional pain this last couple of months, and a core theme of this experience is the pervasive, visceral and constant feeling that I am in mortal danger, accompanied by the most paradoxical blank when it comes to the likely origin of that feeling.

No lion in a bush, no pressing deadline, no distressing memory nor future projection stepping forth to claim the doom, just an undeniable knowing that somehow, I am just utterly and already totally f*cked.

A doom with no respect for protocol, unashamedly taking residence without even bothering to attach itself to a worry, like any respectable doom knows you are supposed to do.

It's like being in pain without knowing where. It's non-sensical and adds slightly irritating insult to excruciating injury.

It feels as ridiculous as it is distressing, even though I know it's actually pretty common along chronic stress or trauma.

So, here we go, I have been hanging out with that pain for a while.

Meanwhile, the mental worries, the stories of everything that is wrong, has been wrong, is potentially still wrong, and could definitely might be wrong again in the future, those don't like to be left out.

So if the feeling doesn't point to them, they like to point to it, in a deceptive game of who is who.

They whisper plans of action and sell at high-interest credit rates a future peace they don't own.

They try and hitch a ride from a feeling of anguish that was there long before they came around and will be happy to stay long after their expiration date.

“Hi, I am tales of terror, but panic not, for if you just solve my puzzle, mobilising great mental resources, seconds of life span and burnt calories, enacting grand schemes to become safe, worthy and loved, it's all gonna be fine. So go on, chop chop!”

But it's never fine. Because it was never really not fine to begin with. Not outside anyways, not for a long time now. It's inside. My insides are not fine. And they don't need an excuse. They are done trying to justify themselves.

Good, now we have context.

I know this is a remanence. An echo of ancient sanity-crushing impacts. The soul sepsis from a thousand unhealed emotional cuts. A “scar in my vibration” (this one is for my hippy dippies out there, you are my people).

But semi-consciously, I have given up on healing it, because I don't know how.

I can still smother it with symbolic anti-inflammatory gel though, seeking ego-soothing achievements to wrap my ackes into, and it's easy to get lost chasing pain-killing life goals.

If I just get what I need, I will be ok. Just need to figure out what that is... or do we?

So here is what happened (I know, I am getting there):

I like to pray. Surprise. I am woo-woo. If you hadn't noticed so far. Buddhist prayers. Nichiren Daishonin's mantra if you must know. And when I pray, I like to pray for things I want. No shit? How original.

Well, not just selfish stuff like resources and lots of amazing sex (although, obviously), but you know, things for the good of all beings.

Like peace throughout the land (I would really appreciate it if Putin didn't drop a bomb on London, for example, not just because I live there, but so do my friends, and some of the architecture is actually alright), happiness and wellbeing for all, for the friends, the strangers, and especially for assholes so they feel less compelled to spread misery. For the ancestors, good stuff.

Also things that combine the two: like, getting my career in order so I can have a positive impact on as many people as possible and make money for example. Or meeting my soul mate and having a family.

Well, there you go, here are some nice pieces of “if I achieve enough I will be worthy, finally feel ok about myself and up my chances for amazing sex”.

Isn't that how it works? No? Anyways. One is allowed to dream.

Recently though, I have been struggling to pray because I always end up in tears... It just reminds me of stuff I don't have and how not ok I feel about it. So I don't pray so much and I miss it, and it's yet another inconvenience from being a malfunctioning emotional mess.

Yet, today, I felt the urge to go sit at my altar and feel the soothing vibrations of the chanting buzz throughout my body. (No I am not being woo, I mean, I am woo, but I am not talking about the woo-woo vibrations, although you can also have those if you want them, but I am talking about the actual sensory vibrations from the sound. I see you irritated sceptic).

And bang on the clock, would you believe, I started to feel teary.

And I thought I don't wanna stop though, I like this, I mean, not the distress part, but you know, the chanting part.

What can I pray for that is not gonna send me spiralling? What is one thing that... if I could get it, I would finally feel safe? What do I need to feel safe?

And there I realised. Nothing. Nothing will be strong enough. I am just not safe, as a matter of fact, as a state of affairs, as the core operating system of my being.

I realised, no matter how many wonderful things may come my way, that I could be in the safest situation imaginable, and I would actually still never truly believe it was the case. That this nagging all-encompassing terror would always be there, non-plussed, thoroughly unimpressed, and certainly not taking any successes personally.

So I gave up on the means... and just surrendered to the ends. I prayed to believe I was safe.

I didn't pray to be safe, because I knew that wouldn't do the trick. For all I know I might even be, honestly I can't even tell these days.

No, I prayed to believe it.

So that if it came true, that if I was truly safe somehow, that I would be able to notice and take it in. I prayed to believe I was safe.

And I started to feel the taste of it. Maybe not quite a taste, but maybe a scent. A subtle waft swirling around a corner of my imagination, somehow able to step in some ethereal "what if" shoes... What might it feel like?

Not to be safe. But to believe it. Not to know it rationally. But to feel it in my tummy.

And I realised, I could even feel safe when shit hits the fan. Because the assessment that I can't handle something is subjective. And in some alternative reality I was daring to look at, I could stand in turmoil with a peaceful belly.

And that felt good. So I just kept praying. And I could just put down the burden of making it happen with strategies and currently unavailable life changes. I could just ask for it to come, not for me to go anywhere.

So this is it. I wanted you to know: you can do that too.

You don't have to pray, although you can if you want to, still I have done it for us today, you can just have the insight for free, you are welcome.

That feeling safe isn't just about being safe (and even then, who gets to decide what threshold qualifies?) but being able to believe it.

I chuckled as I remembered a quote from some spiritual thought leader I can't place (this is why this isn't a dissertation paper, to hell references):

Not that the quote was objectively true nor false, but more importantly pointing to the fact that the perception of safety was subjective, and could potentially become a decision.

That a choice point could be recognised amidst the dizzying speed of perception.

A sliding threshold, of what we allow in our experience.

Safety, as a feeling. Not a fact. And for that to be enough.

I also remembered a teaching from Irene Lyon, my favourite somatic experiencing therapy teacher:

(See I can also remember some people, but brace yourselves for paraphrasing).

So I am not enlightened tonight.

I am not healed tonight.

I haven't let go of my desires, not that I would want to.

But I feel like I can finally give myself permission to believe. From time to time. That I am safe. Not objectively, because there is no such thing anyways, but subjectively, in our bodies, which is all we will ever experience.

I hope you can also give yourself permission. From time to time. To believe in that mythological beast: safety.

As a walking bundle of nerve endings, standing on a rock hurdling through space at high speeds.

With love

Kat