Spice Girl Energy (And Why It Still Guides My Work)

In eleventh grade, my English teacher used to call me Spice Girl.

Partly because my last name is Curry.
Partly because I lived for platform shoes and Union Jack drama.
But mostly because I was neuro-spicy as hell—and he saw it.

Back then, I didn’t have the language for it: the blend of Audhd, mental health spirals, sensory sensitivities, and emotional depth that could fill a novel. What I did have was a brain that refused to sit still, a heart that noticed everything, and a teacher who—bless him—never made me feel like too much.

Instead of shaming me for zoning out, he offered alternative assignments.
Instead of punishing my late work, he asked what I needed.
Instead of demanding I learn like everyone else, he let me learn like me.

That shaped me.

And now, that’s what I do for my clients.

✨ I build space for the brilliant, big-hearted, scattered-but-soulful thinkers.
✨ I accommodate the real, raw, and radically beautiful ways their minds work.
✨ I don’t just coach people. I see them. And I never ask them to be less spicy.

Because being “too much” was never the problem. The problem was being in rooms that didn’t leave space for flavor.

So if you’re neurodivergent—if your brain is a little extra, your processing is layered, your energy is inconsistent but potent—you’re in the right place.

Here, your “too much” becomes your magic.
Here, we work with your mind—not against it.