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Call me Aunty Sal

A lot of people do. 

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I’m not your average celebrant—I’m your storyteller, guide, and calming presence rolled into one. With decades of experience in writing, presenting, and a life rich in diverse roles—from check-out chick to tour guide, patchwork teacher to bookkeeper—I bring a wealth of experience to every ceremony I craft. But it’s not just about words—it’s about you.

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I take the time to really listen and get to know you on a personal level because a cookie-cutter ceremony just isn’t my style. My approach is grounded in empathy, intuition, and connection, so every couple feels seen, supported, and completely understood.

Brisbane Marriage Celebrant Sally

Inclusivity is at the heart of everything I do. I celebrate all forms of diversity—cultural, gender identity, neurodiversity, and more—because every love story deserves to be honored authentically. As someone with family members who are neurodiverse, I understand the challenges that can arise when navigating something as complex (and sometimes stressful!) as a wedding. I’m here to create a space where everyone feels valued, respected, and supported.

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Beyond ceremonies, I’m a lover of all things creative and self-sufficient. I make all my own clothes using upcycled fabrics, play the clarinet, and have a passion for cooking from scratch, including preserving our backyard harvest. I’m also deeply into theatre, true crime (as an observer, of course!), history, genealogy, and the genius that is Hannah Gadsby. But don’t expect my house to be tidy—I’ve been failing housework 101 for half a century.

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Despite that failing, I'm a wealth of household tips for those of you that weren't brought up making everything from scratch, so hit me up!

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Whether we’re laughing over shared memories or navigating tricky family dynamics, I’m here to hold the space, problem-solve, and bring it all together with grace.

 

Together, we’ll craft a ceremony that’s as unique as your love story—a still-point of meaning in the whirlwind of a day that probably started at stupid o-clock.  Something no one will forget

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