About

My story

My birth was a surprise. Not in the oops, we didn’t mean to get pregnant kind of way, more in the “survival-seems-unlikely” kind of way.

To begin with, I suffered from intrauterine growth delay in my mother’s womb. That was supposed to kill me (spoiler: it didn’t). When the surprise birth occurred, I weighed in at a whopping 3 pounds, and surprised everyone again by living through the night. From there, I spent the first five months of my life in ICU, with doctors saying I’d be mentally and physically disabled if I survived.

They were mostly wrong. I made it out alive, but not unscathed: I had a submucous cleft palate, a condition which prevented me speaking or hearing well.

I don’t remember any of that, of course, but I do remember the complications; my earliest memories involve struggling with my speech impediment. And the bullying that went with it in elementary and middle school.

At the tender age of 3, I was enrolled in dance classes and although I didn’t speak a word, I didn’t have to: movement quickly became the outlet through which I could communicate and express myself.

More than a dozen years later, I’d wind up going through a series of surgical procedures and therapies that would correct the speech and hearing issues. So, these days, you can’t get me to shut up–but for most of my life, especially those most formative years, movement was more than an outlet; it was my primary method of personal communication and artistic expression.

Because of this, dance became the core of my professional and academic pursuits. Dance earned me scholarships to school, paving the way for my degree in Psychology.

After school, I danced my way right into my first business: a 4-piece dance troupe which grew into a full-service entertainment company with over 150 performers on the roster. I danced all over the world, on TV, and alongside some pretty incredible people.

And as exhilarating as my entertainment journey was, I was hiding in it. Dancing, which had once been a method of processing feelings, had become a way to stay busy. As long as I was always dancing, always moving, I didn’t have to accept what was really going on: that I was struggling deeply with a host of mental health issues.

Finally, in 2017, in the midst of performing, I hit bottom. Whether you call it a breakdown, or a spiritual awakening or a dark night of the soul, the result was the same--I woke up in a hospital bed. Safe, but exhausted. Numb. Strangely, grateful to be there, away from some of the noise.

I had to admit the truth, admit that I was suffering. And not just from depression. There was also anxiety disorder, ADHD, and OCD. Oh, and PTSD. All the big ones.

It was an ice cream sundae of mental illness; which, as it turns out, is a disturbingly common response to a cocktail of unprocessed childhood trauma. And I had trauma aplenty.

Now, if you’re anything like me, talking about childhood wounds is exactly what excites you. But the point here is not to dig into my trauma, it’s to explain what happened by not digging into it for so long–because every day, I talk to amazing women with similar experiences, and watch them push it all down…and I see the storm brewing on the horizon for them.

The same storm I went through: Hurricane Repetition. Like so many people, I subconsciously recreated patterns that were familiar to me. And kept going through it, over and over and over.

It took almost dying to snap me out of it–AND to realize I needed to transmute my pain to transcend into my purpose.

To serve people and help them break the cycles they’re in.

To help people avoid the breakdowns and chase the breakthroughs.

To teach people how to move towards healing, and through trauma, and skip the detour to the hospital.

To work with people just like YOU.

Over the past three years, I’ve served to help powerhouse humans create connections between mind, body, and soul—and how to use the resulting synergy to expand their consciousness, improve self-awareness, and facilitate healing.

My approach helps you dissolve shame and guilt around your thoughts and behaviors therefore allowing you to then reprogram and rewire what no longer serves you.
You can embrace the full spectrum of your emotions. You must.

All you need is the tools to develop compassion and grace for yourself as you heal so you can step into your power.

This is the key to moving through the underlying trauma fueling so many of our limiting beliefs.

And when you do that...you can do anything.

love note for you

Are you finally ready to release the unhealthy patterns and programs that keep you feeling like a hamster in a wheel? Are you tired of going round and round in the endless circles that keep you stuck?

Are you finally ready to reprogram the subconscious thoughts and limiting-beliefs that no longer serve you for where you currently are on your healing journey and where you want to go?

Are you tired of saying “positive affirmations” that make you feel like you’re not getting anywhere?

It’s time to awaken and uncover your blocks so you can gain clarity, find freedom, and reclaim your power.

I know it’s scary to imagine what it would be like to feel safe and supported when you’ve spent your whole life feeling misunderstood. I know that it’s hard to imagine a life where you’re no longer struggling to survive because you’ve finally made it out alive on the other side of your trauma and fear.

But I believe in you.

And I’m HERE now.

To ride your healing journey alongside you- ZERO judgment.

You don’t need FIXING.

You just need SAFETY & SUPPORT.

Because you already have everything inside of you that you need to THRIVE.

I believe in you and the power you have to FEEL & HEAL.

If I climbed out of the depths of my own hell, I know you can too.

Together, let’s transmute your open wounds into beautiful scars—– Scars that reveal your resilience and limitless power to create the life of your dreams.

You don’t have to do this alone. Sending you so much love <3