It’s a funny question to answer because I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t ‘like this.’ I mainly owe this to my Mother, Kathleen. She passed away when I was 2 and it abruptly opened up a clear and intense connection to the other side. I saw, heard, and felt her. I irrevocably knew she was with me, guiding me. With this connection came very strong psychic gifts that I assumed were normal. I’ll never forget feeling heartbroken as a child when I realized that so many people were too hurt and disconnected to experience the world the way I was.

My childhood was one of deep suffering. But through it all, I was lucky enough to never have that sacred doorway to the other side close. I owe this and much more to my Grandmothers, Nonna and Groggy. Amidst the storms, they refused to let me forget who I was and the connection that was always available to me.

Much of my young adult years were spent yearning for a time or place in which the reality I was experiencing was normal, honored, and cultivated.

Because of this I spent my teenage years pouring over ancient texts,

To live what The Radiance Sutras say – “the deepest reality is always right here.”

My work with altered states opened my gifts to a point where I felt I could not continue my path without teachers and training. I foolishly yet importantly sought spiritual teachers prior to really committing to my healing work and, because of this, encountered many karmic debts in the form of teachers. For this reason, I honor but do not name these teachers.

At 22, my commitments to what is mine to transform, what is mine to heal, and the path I am here to walk deepened and solidified.

Eventually, sacred teachers began to appear, and I was able to experience the gifts of a clear teacher-student relationship. I trained formally in energy work and healing, various healing arts, trauma integration, herbalism, plant spirit medicine, and much more.

During the early tender years on my path, I also backpacked Central America and the West Coast, living and working on organic farms. I learned alternative ancient ways of land stewardship that prioritize a deep communion with and healing of the land.

My herbalism and plant spirit medicine path deepened in unexplainable ways. But most of all, I encountered myself. I ended up spending 3 years at a farm in the Pacific Northwest. This land and its many seen and unseen beings were and still are some of my greatest teachers.

Though I have encountered and sat with many lineages — at this point, I do not have any affiliation with or commitment to any particular lineage. My commitment is to Life–Death, my path is Devotion, and my primary teacher is Nature.

Upon meeting me, a wise elder on the path said, “Stop looking for human teachers; your teachers aren’t human.” It has taken epic stubbornness and many mistakes to integrate this wisdom. I am starting to get to a point where I am accepting and experiencing the gifts of this. It would be silly to name all of my non-human teachers, as there are too many to count.

Today, I continue to actively train in and receive energy work, psychic development, various forms of trauma integration, and whatever else unveils itself as part of my path. All of this and more supports me in staying attuned to the business and money templates I am committed to channeling.

I hope to be a living prayer of gratitude for these unseen beings and realms.

Lastly, I give thanks to the Earth, to my Mother, and to my Grandmothers. To whom I owe my very life.