Growing life, learning to love unconditionally and leave a lasting legacy. This is the heart of my mission for soul and lineage liberation. 

My creative contributions are a portal of light realized and answered through the love of my late grandmother's soul songs. They are sung through the soft whispers of my own flesh and bones.  It is my intention that these prayers echo to my daughter, future granddaughters and entire lineage.

I began my career as a registered nurse specializing in the mysteries of heart coherence, brain and body trauma and chronic medical conditions. I witnessed firsthand  how misunderstood women's bodies are and the disturbing disregard of curiosity in the mainstream protocols of allopathic medicine.  I found purpose as I witnessed women confront a multitude of health battles, only to be funneled into a system that frequently marginalizes their experiences.  The stark reality of women being subjected to a reductionist approach, where their symptoms are often dismissed or masked by pharmaceutical interventions, solidified my commitment to creating change. 

Witnessing my patients’ struggles was like gazing into a mirror.  I saw my own story reflected in theirs — a life spent disconnected from my body, emotions and my voice.  I numbed the pain, silenced my intuition and ignored warning signs that my body so graciously gave. But as the symptoms of my disconnection began to manifest, I was forced to confront the parts of myself that I had long neglected.  

A long time soul-seeker, I spent many nights and days rushing towards pleasure and running away from pain only to find myself sitting in the hot seat of self sabotage, severely hurting my spirit and feminine form.  Deep rooted patterns of domination, scarcity, fear and control robbed me of embodying and celebrating the very crucial rites of passages of menarche and mother. The ruptures of those times beckoned for repair and the beautiful and messy journey has led me here.

Through inquiry and investigation, I discovered that the underlying currents of my own life had been shaped by my family's history of trauma, pain and separation from our bodies.  This discomforting revelation slowly showed itself to be the greatest gift, positioning me at the altar of my heart and womb to offer up the most precious relationship with my body temple.  

The convergence, initiation and reclamation arrived at the wake of my midlife journey and into my wild wise woman era through a series of painful completions and beginnings in my personal life. My forever MUSE, greatest teacher and trusted grief guide appeared in the form of the waters, winds, earth, fire and sky. What seemed to be an extremely chaotic and cataclysmic event shape shifted to be the softest landing into mother earth's warm embrace.  I heard HER loud and clear “ slow down baby girl, let's move at the PACE OF GRACE.” 

Today, as a devoted daughter of the DIVINE I do my best to follow HER lead, learning and listening to the rhythms and cycles of life that live within the subtle ripples and waves of my inner waters.  

With every breath that I breathe, I weave love and legacy with threads of holiness and heart to reclaim and restore my womb lineage.  I celebrate this next season of life and embrace the most transformational rite of passage into my matriarchal becoming.