To sum it up, much of my story comes from trying to fit a square into a circle.

For about two decades, I’ve had the same vivid recurring dream of a musical scene - laughing and dancing amongst friends and loved ones in a barn house with white walls and high ceilings. I felt love, acceptance, and joy in that drum circle. That was my first call. 

In truth, my subconscious has always understood my life’s path, long before I could articulate it for myself. I’ve always marched to the beat of my own drum and been a free spirit. Everyone around me could see it, but I was the last one to appreciate this gift. 

For years I struggled to find my way. I got married at a young age, worked unfulfilling jobs, and pushed towards goals that appeared good on paper. I was merely existing. I often thought to myself, “Is this really MY life?” There was an emptiness inside that I could not overcome. How had I become so complacent? What happened to my dreams?

It wasn’t until after my miscarriage that I slowly began to evaluate the direction of my life. Things were seemingly fine externally, but internally, the grief was taking over. 

Through prayer, therapy, and the courage to leap, I was able to gain more clarity. I chose to explore - both the world and aspects of myself. Most importantly I gave myself grace and time to be still and listen which is now something I prioritize with all of my clients.

As I continue my journey, and witness life’s beautiful unfolding, I find myself living out that dream from so many years ago… and I am incredibly grateful to share that light with you.