The Story
. . . My own first word was "light," and I thought it was normal to see air as red and blue dots and to perceive the entirely lovable essence of everyone I met. But I cried myself to sleep most nights imagining the endless array of horrors that could befall my parents and me. My solution was usually a plan to focus entirely on Heaven should the unthinkable happen and to strive toward a state of consciousness in which I'd be okay no matter the tragedy. In short, my spiritual path was driven entirely by fear of life.
As a teenager, I raced sailboats, did yoga, prayed the rosary and fasted, while also drinking, smoking and doing other stupid teenager stuff. Being "normal" always seemed to conflict with divinity, and in true Catholic fashion, I mostly ended up doing what I wanted and seeking forgiveness afterward. But this meant that instead of the comfort I'd once received, I lived in self-judgment and fear of God. I left the church for good and in tears during college because a priest castigated me with shocking cruelty for missing Mass the week before due to a sorority event. I decided that if God was that unreasonable, getting into Heaven simply wasn't doable for me, so I might as well enjoy my time on Earth. Catholicism had never made sense to me anyway, and this spurred my mission to find my own Truth. I became a rabid seeker at nineteen.
Amidst all the seeking, I ended up with a law degree from The University of Texas but only worked for five years before quitting to raise my kids. Just before law school--in 1992--I'd done a life-changing vision quest with the Bear Tribe on Vision Mountain in Washington, and in 2002, I began training with a truly magical shaman in Sedona. Over the following years, I became certified in a variety of alternative healing modalities and as a life coach, but other people's methods never felt quite right to me. One day on a Sedona mountain, I asked Spirit about this and immediately saw myself tapping frequencies into my aunt's back. Later, when I asked about her back pain, she said it had suddenly disappeared. Thus began the exploration of my own modalities.
Until age fifty-one, my life looked great from the outside, but on the inside, it was a relentless struggle. There was a profound misery that, without realizing it, I was doing my best not to feel. Through decades of inner work, I had chipped away at my issues, but the real growth only began when I found myself alone, apparently unemployable, and feeling like my life was over. I managed to stay hopeful for years, but things only got worse until eventually, I gave up. All I could do was put one figurative foot in front of the other and put all of my trust in Spirit. I held myself open as the deepest reserves of misery surfaced, and gradually, it became clear that I was undergoing a transformation at fundamental levels of my being. Instead of desperately trying to transcend the world, I began to experience God IN the world once again, and I found that I could transmit frequencies with my voice that greatly helped people in my life.
Today, I live in Austin and see clients over the phone. Booking information can be found here. I hope to see you soon!