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Fern Leaves
About James

My name's James Mannion. I’m a husband, a father of three, and if I’m being honest, I’ve been through the wringer more times than I’d like to count. Life’s thrown me some proper curveballs, but I’ve managed to keep standing—mostly because I’m too stubborn to stay down.

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I’ve always been a loving dad, but my world came crashing down when I lost one of my children. It’s a pain I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. It knocks the wind out of you, leaves a hole that never really goes away. But it also taught me just how precious—and downright fragile—life is.

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Now, I’m no stranger to pain. Growing up, I faced abuse that cut deep, left scars you don’t see on the outside. I bottled it up for nearly thirty years, thinking if I didn’t talk about it, it’d just disappear. Spoiler alert: it doesn’t. It just festers, waiting for the worst moment to knock you flat. So, one day, I decided enough was enough. I faced it head-on, kicked open the doors I’d locked tight. It wasn’t pretty, but it was the start of me getting my life back.

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Then, just when I thought I was getting the hang of things, life threw me another curveball, and I ended up behind bars. Now, let’s be clear—I wouldn’t recommend prison as a self-help retreat. But I’ll tell you this: sitting in a cell gives you a lot of time to think. No distractions, no excuses—just me, my choices, and a very unflattering jumpsuit. I had to face the man I’d become, no filters, no lies. It was brutal. But it was also where I found clarity.

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When I finally walked out, I left with more than just a criminal record. I walked away with a new perspective. I started working with people facing the end of their lives, coaching those with terminal illnesses. It’s humbling, standing on the edge with someone, seeing what truly matters when time’s running out. Turns out, dying people are the best teachers about living. Who knew?

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That experience shaped me into a soul coach. I built my practice on four pillars, grounded in my own pain and healing. I don’t do fluff, and I don’t sugar-coat. Life’s messy, and I help people face that—because I’ve been in the trenches myself. I know what it’s like when the world crumbles around you.

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Since then, I’ve taken my work to schools, boardrooms, and even the British army. Yeah, imagine me teaching meditation to soldiers—now that’s a sight. I’ve helped kids build resilience, guided companies to grow by teaching empathy, and even helped couples trying to figure out why they ever got married in the first place (spoiler: it’s usually love, even if it’s buried under years of bickering).

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I won’t pretend my story is all sunshine and rainbows. It’s messy, complicated, and at times downright heartbreaking. But it’s mine. And I’ve learned to find light in the darkest corners. I’m not just a coach. I’m a husband, a father, and a bloke who’s been knocked down more times than he cares to remember—but who always gets back up.

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This is who I am. And if sharing my journey helps someone else get back on their feet, then every scar was worth it.

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My message is now simple.


I’m on a mission to help people help themselves, to realize just how special and unique they are. And I can back this up by stating as fact that you are the only you that ever was, is, and will be.

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There has never been another one of you before.
There is not another one of you walking around now.
And there will never be another one of you again.

You are unique by your existence.
You can only be the best version of yourself, and you are always enough.

 

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