​I love working with subtle energy and being with humans in the rawness of what is present. The present is the only place the potential exists to consciously connect to ourselves, the environment, and other. It's where our freedom and agency exist. With enough safety we can begin to connect with wounded parts from our past. Through this process we not only have the potential to heal, but also to integrate and develop parts of us that are stuck in the past. The present is the gateway to healing and to a deeply rich life experience.

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You can put the shovel down; your trauma, pain, joy, gratitude, pleasure..., all of it, is all right here. The work isn't to go digging but to be present and build the capacity to open to ourselves more fully. As a teacher of mine once told me (many times), pay attention, pay attention, pay attention. Learning to pay attention and open to what is right here, right now, might be the longest and hardest journey you ever take. I create and provide a safe container for others to cultivate Presence and build the capacity to open more deeply to the fullness and beautiful complexity of who they are.

It is a deep honor to walk with you.

Thank you!

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Breathe deep, remember who you are and why you came here. 

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​​When I turned 30 my life was as good as it had ever been. I had friends for the first time in my adult life, and I was dating a man that adored the hell out of me. I was a competitor and coach. My partner owned the gym I worked at and I spent my days training, training others, and taking beach breaks. We owned a house a few miles from that beach, and we had a dog I had both demanded and begged for. My life looked very different than it had in previous years. I was no longer in an abusive marriage, and even though I was still battling with my own demons, to the naked eye, my life had taken a 180 for the better. I had somehow managed to make my life on the outside resemble the American ideal of normal, happy, and healthy.

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On the outside I appeared to be a strong, independent woman with her dream job, in a dreamy location, with the man of her dreams. On the inside I was barely surviving. Constantly tweaking the right combination of training and working to ensure I wasn't a complete piece of shit so I could ultimately do what I desperately craved to do -- escape to oblivion. If I did not tend to ensuring both of these parts got what they needed a war would ensue inside. The battle was to keep their weapons at bay.

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This constant battle had been my life for as long as I could remember. Unaware that life could be any different, I believed this is me and something is innately wrong with me. I did everything in my power to hide this struggle from the outside world, and until 30 I was fairly successful.

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​​At some point, the culmination of my life became too much to hold. My inner world was on fire and smoke crept through the cracks. I began to implode. Life as I had known it, along with who I thought I was, began to slowly and quickly burn down. The ground beneath me was beginning to turn to ash and I was grasping at straws. Luckily, the Universe's timing is impeccable.

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There happened to be a woman I coached at the gym, who through a line of synchronistic events became my Jungian analyst. Unlike me, she understood the journey of the Soul. This was not new for her. I was not unique. She did not waver in the face of my deconstruction. She welcomed it. Invited it. Celebrated it. She did not tell me what to do, and she did not know my path, but she did know how to help guide me to my own light. She knew how to hold a mirror for me to not just see me, but to show me how to begin to discern between soul and something else. She also knew how to hear the soul, and she taught me how to wait, trust, and listen. At that time, she was the only person my soul could trust. The only ally my Soul had...and my soul desperately needed an ally.

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​​​My life now looks wildly different than it did then. The journey from then to now has not been easy, and I imagine neither has yours. The question I most often get, and maybe the one some part of you is wondering is, are you happy now? I mean this with much respect; that's such an American question. The question is not bad or wrong, but I genuinely don't feel I'm sincerely being asked if I am happy. When I hear that question fall from someone's lips It feels like a primordial yearning. I associate that yearning with a yearning for connection to life -- ourselves, our bodies, Mother Earth, other humans, and Spirit. I believe, on some level this yearning exists within every human. We have been misguided, or at least I know I was, to believe that yearning is for happiness and happiness is found in success, which is found in money, wedding rings, white picket fences, children, and whatever newest technology our money can buy. Not that any of those things in themselves are wrong, but placing our emotional, mental, and spiritual well-being on them is not healthy or natural. It is ingrained in our culture, and therefore in us, that there exists a destination of happiness, and certain things will get you there. When you don't arrive at happiness it's because you haven't done the next thing on the list, and the pursuit never ends. 

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But the list never ends either! The truth is, there is no destination called happiness, and nothing is experienced outside of you. All the beauty of life there is to experience can only be experienced in, through, and as you. Be careful to not mistake beauty as "good", peaceful, or pleasant. Beauty is not in one thing; it is in everything. My former analyst used to say, "there is meaningless suffering, and there is meaningful suffering. Meaningful suffering is worth everything. Right now, you are experiencing a lot of meaningless suffering, but one day there will be meaning to your suffering, and it will be worth it." She was right.

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The journey of the soul is an individual journey each of us are on. In an egocentric world, our soul needs allies as we navigate materialism and capitalism, finding our way back home to ourselves, with each other, and more deeply rooted into our own beings and communities.

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Since my first ally, my soul has had many allies in many forms. They have all carried different medicine for me and have all been equally meaningful and necessary for my journey. My journey has brought me through many experiences and through a variety of healing modalities. After almost two years of Jungian therapy my physical and energetic body needed a different kind of attention. I have since transitioned into somatic therapy through the lens of Somatic Experiencing where I continue to do my own work. My journey has taken me on a vision quest, a silent retreat, and a handful of holotropic breathwork sessions as well as a variety of movement and dance modalities, lots of writing, sweat lodges, various forms of medicine, as well as a variety of other experiences in the realm of healing through expanded states. ALL of these experiences have been (and most I continue to use as) gateways to my soul, Spirit, the spirit world, expanding consciousness, and deep healing. 

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Some modalities I've decided to integrate deeper into my being not just for my own healing but for what I offer as my work in the world. For these modalities I have embarked in more formal long-term trainings. I have never been oriented towards licenses or certifications, but I am deeply oriented towards learning through experience. All of my learnings have come through experience and all my schooling is experiential.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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