For three decades, I practiced my spirituality in the proverbial broom closet.

Meditation. Astrology. Tarot. Oracle cards. Breath work. Energetic healing modalities. Human Design. Even forays into studying Quantum Physics and Jungian theories of how our physical bodies hold metaphysical memory. I had an entire inner world — a rich, serious, lifelong devotion to whole-body cosmic health — but kept that part of my truth largely hidden and out of sight. Meanwhile, professionally, I was a Technology Product & Solution Leader, custom-designing software for healthcare companies, convincing myself that the intent was helping others to thrive. But I knew that was a myth.​

If you are a woman who survives the corporate world every day, you know exactly what this feels like: the constant tightrope walk, balancing between home life and a work persona, striving to "do it all" while being labeled instead of understood, all while the slow exhaustion of making yourself smaller to fit wears one out.

After twenty-five years of career-building — rung by rung, giving more than I had to give — I arrived at the halfway point and had met all of my goals. But the real reckoning was knowing that the drive for more was gone. Looking ahead at twenty more years of the same made something in me go very quiet and very clear. I know what it is to hide the deepest parts of yourself to fit a space that was never sized for you.

I also know what it is to live the work before you ever call it work. For nearly fourteen years, I have been guiding my two neurodivergent children through nervous system regulation — learning, adapting, and deepening my somatic practice not in a classroom but in the particular crucible of real life. Theory became embodied. Knowledge became wisdom. The work was already happening; I just hadn't named it yet.

The Universe, as it turns out, was already turning the wheel of opportunity.

Then one evening, I crossed paths with an owl. White face. Amber eyes. Patient. Certain. The kind of gaze that doesn't ask who you are — because it already knows. It was the crystallizing moment in a longer unfolding: the realization of decades of hidden practice, lived somatic work, and a career built on pattern recognition all finally coalescing into something entirely new. The dream of living authentically — a life that was Soul-led, purpose-driven, and deeply vital — was no longer a myth. It was reality.

I wasn't changing careers. I was awakening to who I had been the entire time.

My soul purpose is to 
help you find yours.