As an author of coming-of-age novels and the founder of a non-profit foundation focused on bringing awareness to and healing of the emotional pain of chronic illness, my spiritual practice is yet another way in which I share my heart and connect with others in order to facilitate the understanding that we are not alone.
An intuitive empath by nature, I tap into others' energetic fields and, working alongside my spiritual guidance team, bring you messages of love, support, and learning for your life journey, bridging human and spiritual growth. As my own gifts have blossomed, I now work within the quantum field to bring forth channeled messages and healings for my clients.
Usui Reiki 1 & 2
Violet Flame Reiki 1 - 3
Quan Yin Lavender Flame Reik 1 - 3
Celtic Dragon Reiki Master
Dragon Empowerment Master
Dragon Sekhem Energy Master
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I’ve always had a keen sense of self-awareness and, being a sensitive person by nature, I learned early on to trust my intuition to lead me through this life. That yearning for self-discovery began in the pages of my earliest diary and would translate to my personal blog decades later, where I would spend over ten years attempting to figure out who I am and why I’m here and why the world is the way it is (and how to change it for the better).
But that journey of discovery didn’t have a place in Sunday services, where I was encouraged to find all my answers in one book – without instead of within. I felt disconnected, more confused by my faith than calmed by it. And so, when I was around 12 years old, I rejected my Catholic upbringing. As soon as I was confirmed, and therefore considered old enough to make that decision, I stepped away from the church for good. Catholicism laid the foundation for my beliefs, but I always felt that there was something more, something that religion itself couldn’t provide me.
It was like we were a part of an infinite puzzle, its pieces scattered throughout the universe, and religion held only one piece of it. I wanted the rest of the puzzle. I wanted the big picture. I wanted to know more.
Something was waking up inside of me even at that young age – a spark of truth igniting my beliefs – though I didn’t have a name for it. I wanted a name for it. I wanted to find myself, to figure out where I belonged. And so, I began to research other faiths, hoping that one of them would speak to me, that I would have that “a-ha!” moment and the rest of the puzzle would fall into place.
The problem was that all of them spoke to me.
And instead of belonging somewhere, I felt like I belonged everywhere.
The more I studied, the more I realized that my beliefs weren’t founded in religion. At least, not in any one religion, and certainly not one I could name. The fundamentals of what I believed, however – what felt true beyond my cognitive understanding – crossed those boundaries: life comes from a source. Some call it God. Some call it the Universe. Others call it the Supreme Being. Whatever its name, its source is love. Love. Love and learning, I began to believe, was life’s purpose, and so it became my purpose.
When I was in the 9th grade (give or take a year), I read a quote from Thomas Paine’s Rights of Man in which it was summed up: “my country is the world and my religion is to do good.” Those words resonated with me like nothing else. We’re not divided, I finally understood. We’re all the same. Just be good – to yourself and to each other.
Simple. Honest. Maybe it didn’t have to be so complicated, I thought to myself. Maybe it really was as simple as knowing that we’re all on this planet together. Maybe it’s as easy as being a good person. It made more sense than anything else I’d read or studied. Religion was too confining for me, too structured. There were too many unanswered questions, and I couldn’t accept that faith meant being led blindly when we have the capability of seeing for ourselves.
Why can’t we have the answers to our questions? I began to wonder. Who’s to say that what’s written in a book is the be-all, end-all, when so much can be lost to translation, interpretation, and time itself? Why can’t we fill in the missing pieces for ourselves?
Faith, I began to see, was about trusting your own truth.
These past two years--after decades of spiritual awakenings, studies, and being launched on the ascension journey upon reuniting with my divine counterpart, I’ve discovered mine.
They say that when you’re in the beginning or middle of a spiritual awakening, you feel like you’re lost and alone in a desert. They say you can’t see the light until you’ve been among the darkness.
I’ve seen my darkness.
And now it's my soul purpose to help light the path for others.