When I gave birth to my first daughter 9 years ago, I became suddenly and painfully aware that I couldn’t really FEEL. Her presence activated my spirit and I started to emerge from dissociation, numbness, and existential anxiety that began in childhood.

I became obsessed with trying to heal and spent nearly the next decade pouring endless time, energy, and money into the pursuit of figuring out what was wrong with me and discovering how to fix it. 

It took many years (and 3 more daughters!), but I write this today from a place of liberation. Not because I "fixed" anything but because I built the capacity to allow myself to be the dramatic, loving, selfish, wise, empathetic, deep, insane witch I came to earth to be. I've rewired my system to feel safe staying present with my intense complexity and contradiction and long to share the medicine of this radical acceptance. 

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Blessed to be here with you on this winding path home <3