deMysticism
I didn't find this work.
It found me.
Several times.
Until I finally stopped arguing with it.
I am a 7th generation Usui Reiki III Master/Teacher, a registered yoga teacher, a professional sound healer, and an intuitive guide. But none of that is where this story starts.
This story starts at 19, on a yoga mat, in a season where I was completely lost and didn't know it yet.
Five decades of living
before I could guide
I was trying to be loved in all the wrong directions. The yoga didn't fix that immediately. But it planted something. A thread of curiosity I would keep pulling for the next three decades.
I did what most of us do. I played the game I was told to play. I worked harder, climbed higher, collected the things I was promised would make me happy. I got married. Twice. I had a child. I moved up in the corporate world. I did all of it.
And underneath every version of that life, there was a quiet persistent wrongness I couldn't name. Not depression exactly. Not ingratitude. Just the feeling of wearing someone else's clothes and wondering why nothing ever quite fit.
I was raised by a father who loved me fiercely and also tried to contain me. I think that tension — between being loved and being confined — shaped everything. It made me an inner rebel with an outer people-pleaser. And it took me a long time to let the rebel win.
I spoke my own liberation
into existence
It started with words I said out loud, half joking, not really believing they'd land. I said I wanted my corporate position eliminated with a severance package. Two weeks later, that's exactly what happened. I spoke my own liberation into existence before I was ready for it.
And then my body started showing me things I couldn't explain.
It was disorienting and undeniable and ultimately the most clarifying experience of my life. Because somewhere in that unraveling I stopped arguing with the direction I'd been resisting for years and finally said — fine. I hear you. I'm going.
I had been getting hammered over the head with the same message for decades. That message was: this is not your life. Go find yours.
Not arrived.
Emerging.
I am emerging. Right now, in this moment. Not arrived — emerging. And I think that's exactly why I can hold space for people who are in the middle of their own unraveling.
I know what it feels like to have everything and feel nothing. I know what it feels like to be the burnt-out professional who quietly suspects there's something more but doesn't have a word for it yet. I know what it feels like to be the seeker who's read all the books and done all the work and still can't quite find the frequency.
I found it. It took five decades. And now I get to help you find yours.
In sessions, I receive.
That's the only word for it.
Sometimes it comes as symbol, sometimes as sound, sometimes as something felt rather than seen or heard. It only comes when we've invited it in together.
What I've learned is that it almost always confirms what someone already knows in their core but hasn't let themselves say out loud yet. Or it leaves them with a question that opens something they weren't ready to open alone. Sometimes it doesn't make sense until weeks later — and then someone texts me and says: that thing you said. It just showed up.
I don't fully understand how it works. I've stopped needing to.
Because the credentials
matter too
- 7th Generation Usui Reiki III Master/Teacher
- Registered Yoga Teacher
- Professional Sound Healer
- Certified Sound Massage Practitioner
- Intuitive Guide
For those who speak the language — and for those who are just getting curious about it: