My Story

The story of my life has been an endless process of falling down, getting back up, starting again, walking a bit, falling down, and getting up again.

I have worn many jackets, and most of them never truly fit. I tried to fit in, but it only made me feel left out. I went through all the societal motions, trying on different roles and identities; student, athlete, retail worker, social worker, make-up artist, tech recruiter, and corporate marketer.

I had achieved success in society’s eyes, which for me at the time meant that I had a salary. But despite the praise, when I arrived I felt empty.

While working for a start-up tech company in my 20’s, I was diagnosed with a brain condition. A big block was growing between my head and my heart, and the doctor recommended immediate brain surgery.

During my recovery, I began reconstructing my worldview. I told myself that as soon as possible, I would travel the world and learn about as many different lifestyles and cultures as I could.

Eventually, I left Canada and traveled to over 25 countries—learning, observing, and experiencing my way into the answers to my questions. I found a deeper spiritual connection to myself through the practice of Reiki and discovered a passion for surfing—eventually settling for some time in Nicaragua.

I never intended to return to Canada, but in 2020, I went back because of the pandemic. Here, I was forced to sit with the question “who are you when you’re not in motion?”

After enough time sitting in my anxiety trying to answer the existential questions of “who am I?” and “what do I want?” I allowed myself the space and time to slow down and find out. 

I moved to a tiny house in the woods and listened only to the sound of my own voice. In this space, I opened the door to what I was feeling, grieved deeply, and welcomed my curiosities. I wrote a mission statement for my life, and I named my values.

As I allowed my head to realign with my heart, I found myself part of a movement protecting the last remaining Old Growth trees on Vancouver Island.

Again, this experience cracked my mind open, and I was being asked to excavate my foundation once more. It wasn’t easy and I experienced confusion and depression as I attempted to integrate my experiences and rebuild my sense of self.

I leaned on writing as a tool for self-understanding, and I began an apprenticeship with don Miguel Ruiz—diving deep into the keys for personal freedom.

Eventually, I was able to open my heart to feel, love, and live more deeply than ever before. My sense of community greatly expanded, my definition of love transformed, and my purpose clarified.

In this journey of healing and reclaiming my power, I have gained so many invaluable tools and resources for recovering from physical and emotional trauma, connecting with your truth, finding your voice, and sharing your stories.

Seeking alternative paths for living can be a wild, unknown, and gritty ride, and one thing I know for sure is that we cannot do it alone.

I am not here to fix something for you, or tell you what to do.

I’m here to be ride this wave with you, listen, explore the possibilities, encourage you to create the life you desire, and keep you on your most authentic track.

If you are curious about exploring a writing mentorship with me, writing your memoir, or scheduling a reiki session, please reach out.

I look forward to hearing from you!