For a long time it felt like life was happening to me. It took many years for me to see that my story was all part of a divine plan, and longer still to feel like I could be a conscious creator in it. 

I look back now—on my high empathy & sensitivity as a child; my early love of writing & reading fantastical, magical stories; my emotional theatrics as a teenager (both in & out of drama class)—and I see natural gifts and traits that I’m developing more meaningfully in adulthood.

In hindsight, I can also see that higher forces (according to my own soul plan, I believe) firmly re-routed me as needed. College mental health struggles forced me to take time off to heal, ultimately inspiring a career devoted to the healing of others. And in my late twenties and early thirties, inexplicable spiritual experiences broke open previous beliefs about…pretty much everything. 

Somewhere in there, I started to trust the process. I started to trust *myself* in the process. I trusted the becoming, the death & rebirth cycles, the shadow to light rhythms, because every journey took me to deeper remembrance. I found my true wise self more with every unsteady, brave step. 

I feel honored to share from this nexus of psycho-spiritual, emotional, intuitive wisdom. The places this path has taken me, what it has shown me—these are divine experiences & teachings. The doors are wide open for whoever hears the call.