Sometimes I just have a bad day. A day that I feel like I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and nothing seems to go right. Some days it may just be little things that add up to make me feel stressed or a conflict with others. I've learned it's okay to have a bad day as long as I can learn from the bad day and reset to have a better day tomorrow.

Well I have a disability myself and I really learned how to cope with it and I would like to pass that on to others. For the longest time I did feel sort of like lost and I was drifting but I'm finally getting through everything and having gone through menopause I want to pass the knowledge on the people how to get through that and in general and for those with the disability and I want to help parents with a disability because I feel like it's so important for parents to know as my parents did not know as much because it was the eighties. Also I am psychic so I can help people in that room too. I'm a psychic life coach.

For years, I moved through faith spaces feeling both seen and silenced - adopted by doctrine but disconnected from my own spirit . My spiritual awakening wasn't gentle, it was a rupture. What followed was a reclamation of voice , boundaries and divine connection. Now, I hold space for others navigating spiritual warfare, religious experiences and the quiet ache of disembodiment. This offering is for those ready to re-enter their sacredness on their own terms.

Being a mother in recovery is one of the hardest battles I've faced. I've had my children taken, felt the despair that relapse can bring, and fought hard to get them back. I know how it feels when the system meant to protect kids ends up pushing families apart. But I also know how to stay strong, rebuild trust, and reclaim your role as a mother. Through my own journey I discovered ways to survive, heal, and protect your family while staying in recovery. I'm here to help other mothers find that same strength and Hope.

Disabled from birth I have struggled finding employment that is accessible to me as a blind person. Jobs that work with screen readers and locations easy to find transportation to have been challenges I've had. After several job opportunities I have found a job that I feel will be rewarding and enjoyable that I don't have to leave home for.

I've walked through hell and back. Addiction, chaos, and darkness were my reality for years, and I've made mistakes that could have broken me - but I survived! I've cried at the gates of hell, and somehow, the universe reached down and pulled me out because it knew I was strong enough to turn around and reach back in to pull just one more out - hacksaw ridge status - one more person, one more life. Today, I guide people who feel lost, trapped, or hopeless to transform their pain into strength, reclaim their lives, and create hope for themselves and those around them. Together, we turn survival into purpose and lived experience into empowerment.

I've always struggled with dating and I understand what it takes to be in a relationship finally getting there so I can give you that advice and I've struggled with alcoholic behaviors that sabotage so I can help you understand how not to sabotage a relationship or a friendship. Having a disability is hard to have relationships but I've conquered that and so if you have a disability I can help you there too to find out how to have a relationship we can talk about that.

I was faced with making a decision about an unexpected pregnancy twice in my life. Once at 17 and again at 25. The circumstances were different each time. At 17, my parents chose for me and at 25, I had to go through my own process to choose what was best for me. Both times, the choice was to terminate the pregnancy. It was the right decision for me each time. Both experiences had significant influence on my life and choices moving forward. I had to go through different grieving and healing processes for each termination. One thing I would have benefited from is someone to talk to who had been there.

Being disabled as much as I try I don't feel like I fit in usually. People look at me differently and I feel left out most of the time. In church, in family and even with friends. I can not change this but have learned all I can do is be me. It hurts to not be accepted or included but I learned to thank God anyways and live each day the best I can. God provides the people I need and knows whats best for me.

MOTIVATION IS HARD!!! I know sometimes getting started is the hardest part in getting anything done! At times it's so hard to get moving, even at a snail's pace, but once someone else is involved.... BAM, I'm moving at Mach 5 to get it done! Maybe you just want someone to talk to while you fold laundry. Maybe it would be helpful if someone is just sitting quietly while you do something really hard emotionally, like going through belongings of a loved one after they have passed. There are numerous situations where having someone to just BE with you can be helpful and I'd be more than honored to be that for you. We can talk about anything, or nothing, whatever you'd like and whatever might help you get through whatever task it is that you are having trouble starting. I get it. I have nearly earned a Master's Degree in procrastination! I'm learning little tricks to get myself moving, the top of which is the Body Double... someone to be with while I do the thing I don't want to do.

I survived human trafficking, a world built on fear, control, and hate. Escaping wasn't just leaving people behind - it was unlearning the lies about my worth and reclaiming my freedom. Healing meant shedding pain, prejudice, and survival mindsets to see the beauty and diversity and the power and love. I've claimed belonging to groups based purely off of hate for people they don't even know. I've learned the arrogance in hate but also the much needed presence of it in some circumstances which directly affect your well-being. Now, I try to help others do the same really trauma, move past hate, and rediscover the love and light inside them. Your past doesn't define your capacity for love - it can become the source of your strength, growth, and connection.

For a long time, I mistook survival for strength. I stayed in spaces that drained me but ignored my boundaries—where emotional safety was optional and clarity was inconvenient. The more I tolerated, the more I lost sight of myself. Healing didn’t begin with forgiveness—it began with discernment. I had to unlearn the idea that being in toxic situations did not mean being valued. I started asking harder questions: Who benefits from my silence? What does safety actually feel like? Through therapy, spiritual grounding, and radical honesty, I began to reclaim my voice. I learned that healing isn’t always graceful—it’s gritty, disruptive, and deeply personal. Now, I hold space for others who are untangling themselves from toxic dynamics. You don’t have to explain your pain to be worthy of peace. You just have to choose it.

Healing dosent come all at once , it comes in fragments : naming what happened , feeling what I'd buried and slowly learning that safety could be rebuilt. Being understood became a space where I could be real without being reduced . Now I offer that same space to others , where survival isn't the end of the story, and healing doesn't have to be linear.

As a black, queer, androgynous ( yet mostly masc presenting, lately) person, when I walk into a room it is not uncommon to feel and perceive others viewing me and already assuming they know enough about me without ever even speaking to me. This makes interactions, great or small, difficult and uncomfortable. At first, I used to take responsibility for these assumptions and try my best to reshape their options, putting in a lot of unnecessary effort to gain their favor or at least be seen as their equal. With lots of self reflection of my triggers from past experiences and traumas, intentional commitment to using empowering tools such as affirmations, journaling and mindfulness, I now am at a point where I may observe these shifts in the rooms, and they do not shift me. I am able to take up loving space and show my own authentic light and offer grace and compassion to others recognizing that it may not always be personal, but personal for them, which is not my responsibility.I can be me

I grew up taking pride in what others said about me, yet struggling to believe it myself to actually step into my life's purpose. Running on external sources for self worth can only last but so long before I was met with authentically and meaningfully seeing me. With mindfulness, emotional intelligence and a continuous curiosity to see and understand myself and how I feel about what I uncover, while also learning of the countless different available healing modalities that support my inner balance and harmony with others, I am now able to be a flickering light that takes pride in offering support to others from a state of overflow, no longer depleting my own energy for other's approval.With practice, grace and patience, I have reached a loving space where I move through life's ups and downs with allowance and acceptance, something I thoroughly enjoy sharing with others as we all deserve to believe in and walk in our own enoughness and worthiness. My journey continues, and so does yours

The pandemic disrupted more than routines - it reshaped identities , relationships and the way many of us relate to our bodies, boundaries and beliefs . For me COVID-19 wasn't just a global event; it was a personal reckoning. Isolation bought clarity, loss revealed what was unsustainable . In my own life I had to re-evaluate what safety meant, how I showed up in relationships an what parts of me were worth preserving - not just performing, especially during a time of great changes.

For me, living alone and a couple hours from close friends means the holidays can feel like a funny mix of peaceful project time and unexpected loneliness. I’ve opted out of complicated family dynamics because I’m no longer a people pleaser, which leaves me with a whole new kind of solo space. If you’re hitting your limit after the hundredth round of holiday music, or feeling out of sync with a family group chat that moves 30 messages a minute, and you’d rather talk to an actual human instead, I’m here. Whether it’s Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve or Day, Valentine’s Day, or any moment when it seems like everyone you know is wrapped up in family plans while you’re navigating your own quiet corner of the season, it can feel liberating or it can feel like being the odd duck out in the cold. Don’t spend even a moment blaming yourself for being single or simply on your own during the holidays. Book a session with me, and let’s talk it through together.