I offer understanding and support for those healing from religious trauma. Growing up, I was physically forced to attend church, and if I refused, I was disciplined harshly. Those experiences taught me how damaging it can be when faith is used to control rather than uplift. Later in life, I was also targeted and judged by a religious person simply for being bisexual. These experiences have given me a deep empathy for others who’ve been shamed, silenced, or hurt under the guise of religion. I create a safe, judgment-free space where people can process their pain, reclaim their voice, and begin to heal at their own pace.

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.

I grew up in a religious group that controlled every part of my life, even down to how I thought and felt. It wasn’t just spiritual, there was abuse, betrayal, and deep wounds that shaped my sense of self. Leaving that community meant losing my family, friends, and the only life I had ever known. For years, I struggled with isolation, PTSD, and questioning everything I believed in. Through therapy, art therapy, journaling, and connecting with others who had walked similar paths, I began slowly rebuilding who I was outside of those walls. It took time to trust myself again, but today, I live freely, grounded in my own values and dreams. I now support others who are stepping away from controlling environments, helping them navigate grief, find their voice, and believe that life after leaving can be beautiful.

Recovering from trauma is not about “getting over it.” It’s about learning to live, breathe, and grow in ways that honor what you’ve been through while creating space for who you’re becoming. Through my own lived experience, I know trauma recovery can feel lonely, confusing, and exhausting. Healing isn’t linear—it comes with setbacks, small victories, and the courage to keep showing up for yourself. In our time together, I offer: A compassionate, nonjudgmental space to share what you’re carrying Understanding from someone who knows what it’s like to live through and beyond trauma Gentle reminders that your healing pace is valid and enough Support in finding strength, resilience, and hope while honoring your story You don’t have to walk through recovery alone. I’ll sit with you in the hard moments, celebrate the small wins, and remind you that healing—while not always easy—is always possible. 💫

Since childhood I have been connected to my intuition and the spiritual world. I come from a long line of spiritual women and have always been able to see, sense, and simply know things beyond the physical. I have received visions, intuitive “downloads,” and guidance that helped me find meaning, hope, and direction during hard seasons. My gifts include clairvoyance, clairsentience, claircognizance, and card reading, and I pair these with tapping and grounding practices. I have also walked through deconstructing religion and redefining my relationship with spirituality. I believe everyone deserves the space to explore what resonates with their spirit, trust their inner knowing, and choose the path that brings curiosity, joy and understanding.

For the intuitives, empaths, and psychics- who see more, feel more, and know more than they can easily explain. I’ve been that child who was terrified of the things no one else could see — the “ghosts” everyone said weren’t real. I wasn’t comforted; I was dismissed. I get it. As I grew up, rejection remained. Church made me feel ashamed and family rejected me for exploring anything outside of the church's beliefs. It was exhausting trying to explain things to those who didn't want to understand. But then I stopped apologizing for the gifts God gave me. I’ve learned to love every gift I carry — my intuition, my sensitivity, my connection. I became a Holistic Depth Coach- using my intuitive insight to help others heal, grow, and live freely without shame. If you’ve ever questioned your gift, your faith, or your sanity trying to reconcile all three — you’re safe here. You’re not alone. And you don’t have to choose between being spiritual and being understood.

I grew up in the Christian faith and attended private school for the majority of my K-12 education. My family experienced "drama" and what can only be described as very poor treatment and behavior at the hands of other self-professed Christians at both churches and schools throughout my formative years. Even accounting for typical teenage rebellion, I felt "done" with my faith as an adult and frustrated at the lack of support I felt from those who should have been spiritual guideposts in my life. I was jaded, angry, and rebellious in my spirit. All of that changed over the course of difficult life circumstances that I almost certainly would not have survived outside of God's grace. On my journey to grow in my faith again, I am eager to share my experiences with others who want that spark for Jesus back, but may be struggling with hurt or feelings of unworthiness. It would be my honor to reiterate to you that you ARE worthy, and finding faith again is possible for anyone.

I know firsthand how heavy guilt and shame can feel after leaving religion. For years, I wrestled with questions of identity, worth, and belonging, feeling like I had lost both my community and my foundation. Over time, I learned how to redefine spirituality on my own terms by finding meaning in connection, creativity, and inner truth instead of external expectations. That process wasn’t linear, but it gave me the strength to rebuild myself piece by piece. Now, I help others navigate that same terrain: moving through religious trauma, loosening shame’s grip, and creating a life rooted in self-trust and authentic meaning. You don’t have to walk this path alone. I offer a safe space to unpack, process, and rebuild.

I grew up in the church and believed it was a place of healing. But over time, I learned that not all churches are safe, especially for women who ask hard questions, challenge spiritual authority, or refuse to shrink themselves. I’ve been silenced, blamed, and made the problem for simply wanting authentic connection and accountability. Like many, I walked away from the building but I never walked away from God. My faith is stronger than ever, even if I no longer attend a traditional church. If you’ve experienced spiritual abuse, church betrayal, or are questioning your place in religious spaces, you’re not alone. There’s space for your pain, your questions, and your healing.

At a young age I looked at death differently. Like every single human being on earth we have dealt with death at some point in our lives. For me it was my uncle who showered me with love and suddenly he passed away. It left me shocked and confused because i didn't understand where he was and always anticipated him coming back knowing he was gone forever. Growing it keep getting harder the more family who keep dying. Finally my grandma my favorite person in the world passes and my world is rocked then I learned that she couldn't live forever and that i have to cope with the idea of death being equal as important as life is to us. It is apart of the human experience and we have to understand it and not let it consume us.

My parents would tell me I needed to be a doctor, or a lawyer or something of high profile in order to be valid and successful. Along these same lines, having been parentified as a child, I lost myself in expectations & demands that were placed onto me. Much later in life, after I had expressed my joy and hope for pursuing 'me', my father admitted that he never wanted that for me, but instead to simply 'fall in line and be like everyone else'. To say this was a shock to my spirit would be an understatement; but I never looked back - I simply knew what was within me was far greater than what was yet born into the world. Although it hasn't been easy, I am so happy to have committed to forging my own path and rediscovering my own personal essence; I've witnessed quite the miraculous along my path, and it is in having progressed through my own lived experiences that I will confidently profess: So Can You, my friend!

I’ve walked the narrow road between awakening and despair — where faith was tested by dogma, and doctrine seemed to silence the Living Word within me. There were nights I doubted my worth and days I felt far from God, yet His Spirit never left. He tore through illusion, pride, and pain until only truth remained — His truth. If you, too, have wrestled between belief and becoming, know this: you are not lost. You are being refined. Let us gather as those once broken and now made whole through the grace of Christ — not by religion, but by revelation. Come share your story of becoming, and let the Living God be glorified in us all.

I grew up Southern Baptist in a small town, where I was taught a very fire-and-brimstone version of Christianity. From an early age, I was taught that questioning your beliefs, or even being curious about other faiths, could land you in hell. The message was clear: being a born-again Christian was the only way to know God, and everything else was wrong or dangerous. When I went to college and started meeting people with different beliefs and worldviews, I couldn’t ignore the thought that there was no way there was only one “right” religion. I struggled with guilt at first—I’d been taught that any doubts were sinful. But the more I learned, the more I realized that doubt is normal, and even sacred. People of all faiths (and no faith) wrestle with the same questions. Over time, my view of God shifted to a much more caring, loving, and gracious presence. I see each religion as a different way of trying to explain or connect with God. I still read the Bible and pray because those practices are familiar and grounding for me, but I also believe that love, safety, and intention matter more than labels. If you’re questioning the beliefs you were raised with, or just trying to figure out what spirituality means to you now, you’re not alone. I’d love to hold space for that exploration and help you navigate changing beliefs while still interacting with family, friends, or communities that may not understand.

I was raised in an evangelical Christian homeschooling cult (think the Duggars.) I experienced spiritual, sexual, emotional, physical and mental abuse from a very young age. At 12, I lost my older sister to suicide. As a result of my childhood, I developed PTSD and spent most of my 20s using unhealthy coping mechanisms (eating disorder, substance abuse) and moving between several abusive relationships. I finally decided enough was enough and spent a period of time focusing on going to individual and group therapy, working on my health, and focusing my time on healing and creating the life I wanted. I now live in a wonderful city with a wonderful partner and circle of friends. I work a job I love. But I still remember how hard the early days of healing were. I hope to offer an understanding listening ear, since I know that sometimes the hardest part of dealing with childhood abuse is simply gaining the courage to talk about it in the first place.

I was raised in an evangelical cult (think the Duggars.) I experienced physical, mental, emotional and sexual abuse within this cult. The last 12 years I have spent working on deprogramming from the messaging I absorbed as a child and young adult. I know what it is like to live with the fear, shame, and uncertainty that come with deprogramming after spiritual abuse. If you are stuck with the fear and shame and anger that comes after spiritual abuse I'd love to speak with you. I know how important it is to have validation and clarity from someone who has been through it and arrived on the other side. Especially because deprogramming from religious abuse often involves losing much, if not all of your community.

I grew up around a lot of instability—mental health issues in my family, DV in the home, and I spent my teen years going in and out of hospitals for suicidal ideation. My experiences led me down a path of delusions, addiction, and homelessness. I hit a low where I felt disconnected from everything, especially my faith. But after the deaths of my godfather and grandmother, something shifted. My grandmother gave me her old Catechism book before she passed, and somehow, holding it made me feel less lost. I'm transmasculine, Latinx, queer, and creative—and for a long time, I thought there was no space for someone like me in the Catholic faith. But I’ve been slowly reclaiming it in my own way, with honesty, questioning, and a lot of compassion for myself. Reconnecting with something spiritual while healing from trauma isn’t easy, but I’ve found peace in making it my own. I’d love to hold space for anyone trying to rebuild a relationship with their faith after pain.

I grew up going to a Southern Baptist church 3 days a week. I was committed, prayerful, and devoted to what I believed was a personal relationship with Christ. Yet there was a constant friction, because I also value equality and empathy, which often conflicted with the rigid teachings around me. This led to constant feelings of guilt and cognitive dissonance. One Sunday in my mid 20s , the dissonance dissipated and I found clarity. Despite my desperate prayers and the sobs heaving in my chest, I was met with total silence. This silence was not the peaceful kind, but the kind that reveals truth. I then realized that no divine rescue was ever coming, and I would have to be my own savior. That realization was the catalyst for not only leaving the church, but also leaving a seven year long abusive relationship. I began the painful, liberating journey of reclaiming my identity. My story now allows me to hold space for others who are facing religious trauma and spiritual deconstruction.

I grew up in a conservative Baptist Christian family, where my siblings and I were always under a microscope. My mother was self-centered and egotistical, a trait she still carries to this day. This environment shaped my views on relationships, especially how I navigate family connections. Despite the challenges with my parents, I’ve always tried to teach my children the importance of love and acceptance. I encourage them to be the bigger person, even when faced with difficult behavior from family members, including their grandparents. My journey hasn’t been easy, but through navigating a single-parent household, becoming part of a stepfamily, and experiencing three significant relationships, I’ve learned invaluable lessons about love, commitment, and communication. These experiences have shaped my ability to set healthy boundaries, manage expectations, and cultivate meaningful connections. I firmly believe in the power of love and acceptance for all, regardless of sexual orientation or gender identity, and I strive to instill these values in my family and relationships.

I have spent my life helping others, being a pastor and a teacher. As much as I enjoyed these professions, I found them ultimately draining and taking away from my other relationships in my life. I learned that in order to help others, I first need to take care of myself. If I do not have mental and spiritual clarity, then I will not be able to guide or assist others. Self-care is not selfish. It's the first step to reclaiming a life that inspires both yourself and others.

I left the religious community I was raised to live and die in. My value of art, expression, and continuing education and personal development as a person in a female body led me to leave religion based in a supreme male God.