Growing up in the conservative Midwest, I so often felt out of place. Confused. Desperately trying to cram myself and my beliefs into boxes they didn't belong in. Wondering if everyone around me had this same deeply felt ache of sad compromise.  

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I've lived so many different lives trying to fit in. In and out of an abusive marriage by the time I was 22, I spent the rest of my twenties armed with unhealthy coping skills and abandonment issues doing everything I could to please everyone but myself. 

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It wasn't until I was nearly 30, living in my mother's empty house, that something inside me finally decided enough was enough. 

I was in Colorado Springs before I had realized what I had done.

In a matter of days, I had quit all three of my jobs, loaded my Great Dane and anything else that would fit into my car, and drove to a house in San Francisco to live with 6 men I didn't know. 

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But for the first time in my life, the ache was gone. Life started to snowball in the most wonderful way. Meeting my husband, discovering tarot and meditation, and devouring all of the information I could on yoga and spirituality. Building a vocabulary for the things I had known my whole life. 

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I am good at what I do. I can show you the certificates. But, more importantly, I am good at what I do because I have spent thousands of hours reading, learning, and helping people. I have spent thousands of hours becoming the woman 20-year-old me so desperately needed so that I can help you do whatever it takes to live your most authentic life.

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Because I want the journey to your Self to be quicker and easier than mine was. 

Because I want you to know that you are valuable beyond measure and that you are exactly what the world needs.

 

Because doing deep scary work, isn't as scary when you have a hand to hold and someone to make you laugh along the way.