I didn't realize how much I had on my plate at first when I was hiding behind unhealthy vices like a few drinks after work, binge watching TV and eating or shopping my feelings away. It wasn't until I stopped feeding these habits that I was able to really lighten the loads of my day to day by actually learning to hold loving space for feeling emotionally or physically fatigued. Sleeping it off doesn't really sleep it off, but learning to lovingly sit with myself and offer myself or seek the additional support needed when necessary to move through difficult times has made those bumpy days way less rattling and helped shorten my turnaround time to returning to a charged battery with capacity to move forward and continue to advance in my life, no longer just barely keeping my head above water. I have a hefty tool box of self support practices I'd love to share and discover what it might help you to discover what can help you move through life's tough patches.

Grief from loss can occur many times throughout our lives. From the loss of a dream or idea to the loss of a parent or spouse, grief can creep into our lives in many different ways. There is no right or wrong way to grieve but talking to someone can be a healthy way to cope when going through all of the ways we can be distressed. I've dealt with everything from the loss of my mother at a younger age after a debilitating illness to the sadness of losing the ability to continue in a career that I very much loved because my body had betrayed me. Loss of relationships has been a common thread throughout my life, from friendships to the closest and most important of all relationships. I've had heartbreak on every level. I've navigated loss of career, relationships, dreams & ideas, loved ones & pets (maybe one of the hardest to cope with!). I've gotten through some situations much quicker & easier than others, finding that going through, rather than around, tends to get me the best outcome.

Shame was a constant companion for me long before I had language for it. It showed up as a quiet voice saying I wasn’t enough — not smart enough, strong enough, or worthy enough to be fully seen. For years, I tried to outrun it by hiding, performing, or numbing out. What changed wasn’t getting rid of shame, but learning to meet it with kindness instead of force. I came to see it not as a flaw, but as a signal that parts of me needed understanding and care. The space I offer now is for bringing that voice into the open, without judgment. Not to fix it, but to listen to it gently until it no longer has to run your life.

Self harm was my way of feeling something real when the emotional pain became unbearable. The physical act became a language for the chaos inside, a release of pressure from The unseen weight of trauma, addiction, and depression. I lived in fear - hiding scars, adjusting clothing and managing judgment from those I loved. Pain cause more pain; the cycle felt analyst. Yet, through recovery, I learned that self-harm does not define my worth. It taught me empathy, resilience, and the importance of being seen and heard. Now I got others through the darkness helping them understand their triggers, look for glimmers, find healthier outlets, and reclaim their life with hope, compassion, and self-love.

Dogs are fiercely loyal; they endure the hardships of Life alongside us, without judgment, without pause. During my darkest times my dog was there - a constant study presence offering love even when I felt unworthy. Most people wouldn't choose recovery over loyalty, but dogs don't ask questions; they simply walk with you through the storm. My journey in recovery is intertwined with the bond I share with my dog teaching me patients, trust, and unconditional love. At bond has been a lifeline, a teacher, and a mirror for my own resilience, showing me that honoring and maintaining loyalty through recovery is possible and profoundly transformative.

Like everyone, I know the stress of finances. Because of this, I try to save everywhere I can by looking for coupons, finding the best deal, setting a budget for certain things, and trying to earn extra money to save for upcoming expenses or an emergency fund. Being on disability doesn't make this easy sometimes, even though my husband works a full time job. Though there is so much uncertainty in the economy, I have to pray and trust God with my finances. Trying to have the mindset that everything is in God's hands. He just wants me to manage everything wisely.

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.

I’ve spent much of my life in relationships that didn’t fit neat categories — friendships that felt like something more, collaborations that blurred into intimacy, connections that were meaningful but hard to name. For a long time, I thought confusion meant something was wrong, or that I needed to pick a role and stick to it. What I eventually learned is that many relationships live in the in-between. They don’t follow scripts, and they ask for more honesty, presence, and self-trust than most of us were taught. The work for me became less about getting clarity from the other person, and more about learning to stay connected to myself while staying in relationship. Now I offer space for people navigating intense, ambiguous, or emotionally complex connections — helping you listen to your own signals, speak what’s actually true, and find your way through closeness without losing yourself.

I’ve lived a full life—with all the ups, downs, sharp turns, and potholes that come with it. I'm a mother of two sons of retirement age: the younger, I'm total estranged from, and it's the same as losing a child; the elder, a practicing alcoholic, is tricky. As a former marriage and family therapist, a caregiver for my dad during his final years, and someone who has fought my own battles with addiction and recovery, I deeply understand being in hard places. My struggles were relationship acceptance and guilt and shame. I was an inadequate parent and it brought great pain to us all. But I finally sought help. I no longer accept the unrealistic perfect mother model. Once I understood my boundaries, our relationship improved. I stopped listening to abusive complaints. Now we can tell when things are "going south" and we can gracefully withdraw from conflict. Acceptance and boundaries are game changers. They can be for you, too. Let me support and help guide you in this process.

Grief doesn’t follow a script—and when loss is layered, misunderstood, or ongoing, it can feel like you're grieving in isolation. This space is for you. I offer trauma-informed, faith-rooted support for those navigating complex grief: ambiguous loss, disenfranchised grief, or the ache of “one more thing.” Through gentle coaching, reflective prompts, and emotionally safe conversation, I’ll honor your story, validate your resistance, and co-create pathways toward healing. You don’t have to carry it alone. Let’s begin with grace and space.

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.

I knew the weight of having to bear multiple masks, and the burden that comes with falling short. I knew the disappointment - personally and within my relationships, of being everything but myself. It broke me, ultimately - being what everyone needed and believing another would step into the gap for me too, but never had. Expectations of myself that were not my own, and these very expectations I placed onto others unknowingly. These are heavy indeed, and that in of itself is enough to recognize the deception of conditioning. It took time, effort and truly loving myself in order to become authentically me; and I've never looked at myself so fondly as I do now - not from ego or illusion, but from truly embracing what I see in myself - and loving from there: my self, others, and life as a whole. If you're struggling here, I want you to know that it is perfectly safe and also necessary for you to be, yes, you; but do you even know who that is? Let's go.

As a daughter of traditional South Asian immigrants, my upbringing was quite different than my American peers. I still hesitate to share if I'm hanging out with a male friend, even though I am pestered about marriage. Getting older has also involved outgrowing attitudes about myself, family, and relationships that hold me back, guilt included. I've worked to find my authentic self and accept occasionally being the black sheep in my close-knit family whom I love being near, but still need to enact boundaries with or know when to deep breathe instead of react. This also involves understanding the challenges with comparing to cousins in India, or peers whose parents grew up in America. If you've been stressed by the conflict of the third-culture sandwich, I'd love to chat.

I found body doubling about 2 years ago when going through a depression and needed help to get things done. It was a warm, supportive space where I didn't have to do it alone. Here we show up together, set gentle goals, and move through tasks side-by-side. Perfect if you're overwhelmed, anxious, procrastinating, or just need grounding energy to get things done. So if you work better when someone is quietly holding space with you then this session gives you emotional support and gentle accountability while you complete tasks: big or small.

I've noticed that most ideas don't arrive politely. They usually come out of nowhere and almost as a whisper that can be hard to pin down. If you've ever felt called to build something while simultaneously feeling unsure, exposed, or overwhelmed- you're not alone and this space is for you. I used to hear so many whispers to leave my cushy Fortune 500 corporate jobs over the years that I used to just ignore, until it became so unbearable that I couldn't. The path is not easy but there is something grounding that happens when you're able to share exactly where you are on your journey with a neutral, objective observer and be witnessed in your process of becoming. It always surprises me just how much clarity can come from simply being heard. You don't always need answers or a plan. Sometimes what moves things forward is honest conversation. Speaking your vision, your doubts, your curiosities, your "maybe this is crazy" thoughts, without needing to package them into certainty.

Over a span of 30 years, I encountered cultural differences with 3 different partners. Each partnership faced both internal and external cultural bias, stigmas, and discrimination based on societal stereotypes. I went through cognitive therapy with my husband to learn how to communicate effectively with someone who not only learned English as a second language, but who was holding long-engrained beliefs about our respective countries and societies. We also worked on how to present a united front to outside disruptors, often family and friends bringing in their own bias that stirred the pot of misunderstandings and underlying the need to learn straight-forward communication. Even if your partner is unsure how to, or unwilling to, communicate their own feelings, you can still enhance your own communication style in an open, compassionate manner that exudes respect and honesty to yourself and to them.

I’ve always been someone who feels things deeply — other people’s moods, subtle shifts in energy, the emotional undercurrent of a room. For a long time, I thought this meant something was wrong with me, or that I needed to toughen up to survive. Over time, I realized sensitivity isn’t a flaw. It’s a way of perceiving more of what’s actually happening. The challenge isn’t to get rid of it, but to learn how to live with an open nervous system without becoming overwhelmed or self-erasing. Now I offer space for people who feel too porous, too affected, or too aware — helping you stay grounded, protect your energy without shutting down, and find ways to be sensitive without burning out.