This is an old photo of me in Sedona, Arizona. Summer of 2017.

I believe it captures my gentle, sensitive spirit and my desire to be a safe place for others (and butterflies too, apparently). This was also around the same time that my spiritual journey really began, full force, with an initiation at a Lakota tribal Sundance ceremony. That was an intense, spiritual turning point for me.

I've always been gifted. As long as I can remember. But it was around this time that my gifts were heightened abruptly. I picked up my first deck of reading cards in Sedona, and I never put them back down. My ability to read and support others has grown in ways unimaginable.

I flew back home to Texas, met my favorite human, got engaged, and dove deep into all things esoteric, spiritual, healing, mental health, and psychology. I fell in love with it all because I felt the universe, God, spirit, whatever you wish to call it, supporting me and making itself known to me on a daily basis.

In 2020, around the time that COVID hit, I had a dark night of the soul and a revelation that I needed to begin my journey elsewhere, leaving behind all I knew. I moved to Sedona, Arizona, with my partner. We stayed there for five years, exploring, growing, deepening our connection to spirit, and cultivating our dreams.

Sedona is a fierce spiritual epicenter for healing, and to say that I was thrown around, battered, and bruised would be an understatement. However, the work that I did there was unlike anything I've ever experienced before, and I wouldn't change a thing.

I'm here now, in Oahu, Hawaii, doing the things I love, in an environment that is less energetically intensive, where I can do my spiritual work and share it with the world.

I'm excited as ever to offer my services and embody all that I've learned over these recent intense and transformative years.