When I’m in balance (wink wink), my essence may be described as an old Soul, gentle and nurturing. I am drawn to the Sacred in all beings and experiences. I am lit up by the magic that surrounds us always – from the warming golden hour at the beginning and end of each day, a fallen tree in the woods (evolving into a home, a host and returning to nutrient dense soil), to the person that is brave enough to speak a compliment to a stranger, simply because they want make the other Soul smile.
 

I believe that we are empowered sovereign beings. And we have the ability to heal and access the answers to our questions all on our own. But sometimes we feel stuck, tired, clouded, and consumed by the shadows of our world, and most often, ourself…
 

I do not claim to be perfect by any means. For I am having a human experience as well. Like you, I’ve experienced my share of personal shadows and pain, loss, and heartbreak in one form or another. From the death of my father when I was 17, various forms of rejection, family members committing suicide, divorce at age 31, infertility, death of fur-babies, my sister passing when I was 39, and presently, the long goodbye of my mother as she travels through the lesson-packed experience of dementia. 

However, throughout my journey, I’ve come across a variety of amazing teachers and tools that have helped to ease my anxiety, pain and sadness. In gratitude, I feel drawn to humbly offer my service to Spirit as a vehicle to support our Soul family towards its return to the Grace of Peace.

Cheers to walking each other home.

Aum Shanti, Aum Peace.