I'm finally finding my way back home to myself thanks to a few patient people, a slow-blooming sense of self-acceptance, and a whole lotta wading through the shitstorm of my formerly-unmet pain.
I'm currently completing graduate-level course work to become a licensed mental health counselor (LMHC). My professional focus is on collaborative cathartic healing work with individuals -- both one-on-one and in small group retreats -- who want to participate fully in their own healing so that they might show up not only for themselves, but for the world. I am specifically interested in the close relationship between feeling (truth) and healing (freedom). My belief is that through a deep investment in personal healing, we can create a collective and lasting global change that moves the needle from one that lands on 'fear' to one that lands on 'love'.
I know - it sounds too woo for words. But even feral hearts can find healing, and I am deeply and forever here for it.
I'm a trained MotherWoman facilitator and certified 200-hour yoga instructor. My writing has appeared regularly on The Huffington Post, as well as in the anthology It's Really 10 Months. I also write less formally and more candidly right here on this website. Check back often for my thoughts on things like: mama-hood, why friendships are both terrifying and holy, and why I keep coming back to being so deeply over hating myself. (I'm also deeply into Instagram, and my captions are often mini blog post-esque.)
A few other things you didn't know you might or might not want to know about me:
I have lots of tattoos. I love them. I'm nervous about running out of places for them.
I birthed my babies at home. I’m really happy about that. They seemed good with it, too.
I like to think about my place in the Universe, and then sometimes get distracted and end up on the People website. I seem unable to control this.
I get crazy (like legit crazy-crazy) for good food.
Someday I’ll learn how to properly apply a full face of make-up, and maybe that’ll be the same day I buy myself a super schmancy pair of designer sunglasses.
I’ve started to believe that we’re all the same. And that me telling my all-the-way truth might make someone else feel safe enough to tell theirs.
And that maybe the world can shift in increments if we don’t try to change each other's true natures, but instead work hard to hold space – for truth, for fear, for differences, for love.
I know, I know. Vom. But seriously.
About the work:
This is a space where we intentionally activate our shame in order to initiate the healing process. Our work is innately and necessarily uncomfortable, and results in the creation of new internal space and understanding.
The kind of work I do with folx not for the faint of heart. I will push you in much the same I push myself and those I love; you might feel angry and you’ll almost certainly cry some. But it's through this stirring of typically undesirable emotion that you’ll discover yourself coming back to a part of yourself you may have never consciously met before.
This collaborative work — we’re a team, you and me — will help you know yourself more completely. It will help you navigate your relationships with more grace and less defensiveness. It will help you ask for what you need with clear language and gorgeous boundaries.
I believe in the work I do because I’ve watched it transform my life from one soaked in shame and fear to one grounded in clarity, transparency, and integrity.
I’d love to support you in making that shift, too.