When does one’s journey begin? When they’re born? When they awaken?

I feel compelled to start my story in 2014, in Paris. From the outside, my life looked like it was unfolding just as it should—I was engaged, building a career in restaurant kitchens, creating the kind of stability that was expected of me. But inside, I was crumbling. I felt trapped in a life that didn’t belong to me, one shaped by cultural conditioning and unspoken expectations.

This unraveling was terrifying, but also a blessing. It cracked something open in me. For the first time, I questioned everything I had been taught about success, happiness, and what it meant to live a meaningful life. I didn’t have answers—I only knew I had to leave.

In 2017, my journey led me to India, where I met Alasdair, my partner and cosmic co-conspirator. There was an immediate knowing between us, an unshakable certainty that our paths were meant to intertwine. We were married within two years, and soon after, we found ourselves immersed in deep spiritual studies—learning from teachers whose way of living and holding ceremony changed everything I thought I knew about life.

The following years were filled with intensity, beauty, and deep transformation. I studied shamanic practices, womb mysteries, and the ancient wisdom of the body. I became a Kambo practitioner and a guide in ancestral healing traditions. My work was forming, even before I had words for it.

But like all initiations, the path wasn’t smooth. In 2022, life brought me to a wall—a deep, painful reckoning with everything I had learned and everything I still had to embody. My health declined, our community fractured, and the stability I had begun to build came undone.

This time, I didn’t run. I stayed, I listened, and I learned what it meant to be truly present with pain. I came to understand that growth & healing is about learning how to be with suffering, how to witness it, and how to let it guide us toward what needs to be transformed.

Through this process, I became humbled by the depth of the healing I am doing now, almost 20 years after first stepping onto this path. Healing I could not have even conceived of when I first began. As I mature and age, the modern and flawed idea of linearity is slowly subsiding, giving way to something much deeper:

The Spiraling Path.

I once believed that healing was linear—that we move from one stage to the next, accumulating wisdom in a straight line toward wholeness. But now, I see the truth: we return to the same places over and over again, always seeing them from a new perspective.

Healing is not a straight road—it is a spiral, a path we must walk repeatedly to come back to our own hearts, over and over and over again.

This is what I have come to embrace, and this is the path I now walk with others.

I no longer see myself simply as a healer or a guide, but as someone who tends to this remembering, who walks alongside others as they navigate their own spirals of healing and becoming. Whether you are moving through an initiation, a transition, or a time of deep questioning, I am here to walk with you.

Today, my work is a fusion of everything I have learned—ancestral wisdom, deep presence, fierce truth-telling, and the soft spaces where healing unfolds. I know what it feels like to stand at the edge of everything you thought you knew. And I know that beyond that edge, something new is waiting to be born.