about
Today, I know peace and stability, and I live in growth.
It wasn’t always like this.
There was a time when I was alienated from my strength. Under the weight of sexual violence, structural oppression, and our emotionally fragmented culture, I felt like I was dying.
I struggled to ask for help. I felt misunderstood. I felt abandoned.
Tension and terror ran so deep in my being that I was often unable to even eat. I was skin and bones, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
But even in that state, there was still a spark, buried so deeply within me that I doubted its existence. It was that spark that kept me seeking, that kept me searching - for the right therapist, the right healing modality, the prayer that would finally be answered.
I couldn’t see it at the time, but these seemingly futile efforts were leading somewhere. Seeds were being planted within me, and though it was imperceptible at first, they were taking root and growing into something I couldn’t have imagined.
With each attempt at healing, in every moment I was present and paying attention, I was learning how to tap into the wisdom of my body, my intuition, and my spirit. I was learning how to bring myself back from the dead, how to rebirth myself, how to create life from ash and bones.
And most importantly, I was learning that each of us has an innate ability to heal ourselves, if only we are given the support to do so. The drive to become whole is deeper in our core than any injury. My mission is to support and facilitate this regeneration, this re-creation, this transformation.
I remain always in process; I am not a destination point. But I practice the art of healing everyday.
I invite you to do the same.