Healer History
Life is a Journey
I was born the youngest of seven children, arriving into a family already stretched thin by years of struggle. My parents were 43 when I came into the world, and by then our home carried the weight of mental illness, addiction, and complicated relationships with the body and food. Love was present, but so were shadows. I learned early how to care for others, how to read the emotional weather in a room, and how to make myself small to keep the peace.
When I was sixteen, my world shattered. My mother died, and in the same year I stepped into my first long-term relationship—the one that would eventually become my marriage. I didn’t know it then, but I was trying to fill a void, to find safety in someone else when I had never known it within myself.
For years I lived inside cycles of codependency, pain, and quiet survival. It wasn’t until I was twenty-nine, when I finally found the strength to end my marriage, that my true healing began.
That moment cracked something open.
I turned toward the only place that felt true—nature. I began meditating. I learned to journey shamanically and listened for the wisdom I had long silenced. I studied Buddhism, the Toltec path, and ancestral healing traditions. I discovered parts of myself I had hidden beneath decades of caretaking and self-abandonment.
Over the next twelve years, I poured myself into healing—my own and the lineage I came from. I earned two healer certifications, but more importantly, I reclaimed my voice, my boundaries, my intuition, and my power.
Today, I guide women through the same kind of transformation I lived.
Through ceremony, shamanic practices, and deep inner work, I help women unravel codependency and people-pleasing and step into lives rooted in self-love, sovereignty, and truth. My path began in pain, but it brought me home to purpose. And now, I walk beside others as they rise into the women they were always meant to be.