From Sea to Soil: A New Chapter Begins

Before I planted my roots, I taught others how to breathe below the surface.
The dock was my classroom, the ocean my co-teacher. Sun on my shoulders, salt in my hair, tank in hand—I spent twelve years guiding divers into the deep, helping them build confidence, stay calm, and discover a world few ever get to see.

There was a time when my days were spent underwater—teaching, exploring, breathing in rhythm with the ocean. I studied biology in college, but it was scuba diving that truly shaped my early adult life. For over a decade, the sea was my classroom, my playground, my sanctuary.

Then the world changed.

When COVID hit, I had to leave the water behind. I found myself working at a small lodge, where the days blurred and my sense of self began to erode. I felt invisible, like a cog in someone else’s machine. It was a painful chapter—one that made me question my worth and direction.

But slowly, I began to stitch myself back together.

I started teaching Chinese children online, and I picked up knitting and spinning—small acts of creation that gave me back a sense of control and joy. Still, something deeper was calling. I wanted to understand nourishment—not just for the body, but for the soul.

That’s when I enrolled in a nutrition diploma. And everything shifted.

Learning about food, experimenting in the kitchen, making cheese, baking sourdough, preserving the harvest—it awakened something in me. A curiosity. A passion. A sense of purpose.

Now, I’ve traded fins for boots and tides for fields. I live on a farm in Argentina, where I wake up to the sound of sheep calling across the fields. My mornings are for work—feeding animals, prepping meals, getting things done. In the afternoon, mate in hand, I watch my five border collies race across the pasture, chasing shadows and each other with endless energy. I grow, I cook, I create. The rhythm of the sea still echoes in my bones, but my days are shaped by harvests, fresh air, and the quiet satisfaction of working with what the land gives back.

This blog is my way of sharing that journey—past, present, and future.
It’ll be a mix of stories, recipes, reflections, and maybe a few muddy farm tales. It’s not perfect, and neither am I. But it’s real. And it’s mine.

Welcome to my world.

Julie