Once upon a time, a beautiful princess felt she was destined for great things…

And by “princess”, I mean a big-haired, sweary, combat boot-wearing contrarian who was trying to figure out who she was while taking no shit from nobody. It was kind of a mess, but how she got from there to here is a story worth reading…

The Call to a more meaningful life experience is something every human will feel, and whether they realize it or not, the spirit’s desire to be aligned with the true nature of existence is what pushes us forward in life.

Translation: we go through life looking for meaning and purpose, aka actualization, but don’t always recognize it as such.

It’s like a scavenger hunt of the utmost importance but with man-eating dragons, vague and cloaked clues, and a treasure we can’t quite define…

And all the while, somewhere inside us, we feel this nebulous longing for “more” and spend our time trying to fill an endless maelstrom of desire with band-aids and toys.

The Call sends us on a wild and harrowing ride where we pick up some serious energetic scrapes and boo-boos along the way that Western medicine can’t see, translate, or fix.

Is that why you’re here? If you’re looking for answers and solutions to the stubborn stuff that just won’t heal (disease, chronic illness, mental health, etc.), A) you’re not alone, and B) you’re in the right place. But, be warned… it’s not always a straightforward process because before we find healing, the nature of the problem must be examined.

Here’s what I know about healing:

Our bodies and energy systems hold the answers to health, and when we can translate symptoms to uncover core problem(s), true healing becomes possible.

Healing in its purest form is hard to come by, but this is what I do.

Believing that our maladies are related to anything beyond the tangibles (test results, primary care diagnostics, or an MRI) isn’t easy – getting well would be much easier if we could just blame it all on gluten, right?

But back to this all-encompassing (and typically disguised) desire for actualization… it drives us to spend a lot of time looking for That Thing That Will Finally Make Us Feel Better in all the wrong places.

Still with me? Seeking to quell the feeling sparked by this hidden Call within us, we search out external remedies to satisfy that longing we’ve yet to define, and ironically, this very pursuit tends to be the catalyst for disease and disorder. I’m talking about dating the wrong people, buying lots of shoes, seeking comfort, security, or oblivion in food, drugs, money, exercise, sex, and on and on and on.

Recognizing that the search for true health is the same thing as the search for true meaning is one of the most important lessons we must learn.

They say that a true healer is the one who heals herself first so others can benefit from her own healing. I can attest that this is true and (AND) that the journey – the experience of heeding The Call – is just as valuable as the results that follow.

Some might call my “kind of a mess” years a phase, but when something lasts more than 3 decades, maybe “era” is a better choice of words… This long and drawn-out era was really more like a hang-onto-your-ass journey through the confines of consciousness and malcontent into a type of freedom and power I couldn’t possibly have imagined…

But… en route to getting well (and by that, I mean seeking my life’s deeper meaning), it was ugly, painful, and confusing. For years, I bought into and consumed remedies that didn’t fit. Bags? Check. Hallucinogens? Check. Dating the wrong people? Check. Etcetera ad infinitum, if you know what I mean.

The result? The energy in my body got all f*ckerd up, and I ended up spending years in debilitating pain with a gnarly mixed tape of ailments that had me questioning why the hell I was even here. The broken-back-from-a-car-accident-meets-breast-cancer-diagnosis situation was almost more than I could handle. Physically (5 surgeries), Emotionally (lots of tears), and Spiritually (crisis of faith in all things), this was the most brutal 6 years of my life.

But deep down, I knew I was here for a reason because I could feel The Call.

Hearing The Call was one thing, but listening, translating, and acting on it was another.

And as beat-up and sick as I was, I wasn’t ready to abandon my life, so I let myself descend into nothingness – the proverbial Dark Night of the Soul – trusting, hoping that I would rise up liberated, having come to terms with my past and my present, with full faith in my future.

And I did. It took an uncomfortable amount of time and a ton of dedication and practice, but through a merging of self with the forces of life, holy sh*t, it happened. My gifts/powers/abilities turned on, and that feeling, the longing I’d felt all those years, was suddenly a real living thing.

I felt fully healed in my body, mind, and spirit, which was mind-blowing. So, I did what any combat boot-wearing princess slash sorceress would do and stepped into my role as healer.

Aided by powerful psychic abilities, connection to my healing team and guides, and the ability to move energy, I explored this magik, and my strength grew and grew – I found I could identify and move mutated energy (manifested as physical, emotional, and psychological maladies) – out of people’s bodies. I was gobsmacked. Elated. Coming home to myself was that good.

To be clear, I’m not saying that the logistics of your path are anything like mine, but what we have in common are the symptoms that lie at the core of figuring out who we really are and why we’re actually here, aka, the human condition.

Actualization, realizing and fulfilling your purpose on earth, is the journey called life; it’s chock full of beauty but also a ton of trauma. I’m here to help untangle and balance out the damaged energy that has set up shop in your body from lifetimes of painful stuff so you can make space for happiness, purpose, and well-being.