Welcome: Who I Am, How I Got Here, and Why This Work Matters
Dear reader,
I’m not exactly sure what this post will become, but I am trusting that this is the right place to start. So—welcome. It means a lot that you’re reading this.
I’m a Licensed Independent Social Worker and Clinical Psychotherapist, but those words only scratch the surface of who I am and what I do. I work with clients who are ready to go deep—not just into the roots of their anxiety or depression, but into their soul. Into a blueprint they can feel but haven’t yet fully accessed—or perhaps lost touch with along the way.
My work is body-based, trauma-informed, and soul-centered.
And before I ever sat in the therapist’s chair—I was in the clients.
How I Got Here
I’ve been on this journey since I was seven—though I didn’t know it at the time. My mom took me to see a therapist after we lost my dad to a battle with cancer.
I don’t remember much about the therapist specifically, yet, I will always remember how it felt to sit in that office: cold and unfamiliar. Not meant for a child. Even though the experience of seeing her didn’t last long, the memory stayed in my body, even when my mind let it fade.
Fast forward to college, where I dabbled in therapy again during a time of anxiety. For the first time, I tried medication, which—to my surprise—didn’t make the anxiety go away. I didn’t understand how it was meant to help.
What I did understand, though, was that I was still searching—for something deeper.
The Awakening
My spiritual journey and trauma healing began long before I had the words for it. I tried different therapists, medications, the good ol’ coping skills. Eventually, I found myself moving across the world to England, chasing dreams that I knew deep down only caused more anxiety.
But life kept presenting me with lessons—and cracks where the light got in. After all, this is where I completed graduate school and obtained my Master’s in Social Work. I now understand hadn’t I chased those anxiety-inducing dreams (AKA my blueprint – more in later writings), I wouldn’t be where I am today. Anyways, back in the U.S., after a hard transition, I began therapy again—and for the first time, I had a glimpse of what healing could really feel like.
And this wasn’t fixing. Not like erasing. But like reconnecting—to myself, my truth, my knowing.
Finding Home, and My Soul’s Work
Eventually, I landed back in Cleveland—a city I swore I’d never return to. (So if you know me well, this is quite ironic). Little would I know, it turned out to be the best thing that could’ve happened. It’s where I planted my career, met my husband, became a family of four, and truly began my trauma recovery and soul’s work.
I was introduced to hypnotherapy, which I can say proudly and honestly say that although the hardest work I have ever done, it has had the absolute most profound impact on this journey.
Not only did I access memories I completely repressed (at no fault of my own), but I met parts of myself I had lost—or never even met: my inner child, my past lives, my blueprint.
What I Do Now
Today, I walk with clients on their own deeply personal journeys. I support those who feel stuck, who sense something calling them but aren’t sure what it is or how to access it.
I work with clients who are ready to explore the spiritual side of their trauma healing journeys, who want to feel the wisdom of their bodies and access the map already written inside of them.
Yes, I bring in EMDR, hypnotherapy, and deep body-based work—but honestly, I just follow the nervous systems and soul, wherever they’re asking us to go.
I absolutely love using my intuition to challenge clients to acknowledge what their nervous system is attempting to tell them. My clients often feel like I can name their emotions before they do—not because I know more, but because I’m tuned in. Deeply.
Why I Do This
I do this work because I don’t believe it’s about erasing pain, trauma, anxiety, or depression. It’s about teaching the body that it’s safe to feel. That it can hold space for grief, joy, fear, and expansion—all at once.
Healing doesn’t mean forgetting. It means remembering—your power, your path, your soul.
An Invitation
If you’re reading this and thinking, I don’t know where to start, but I know I need something—I see you.
I’d love to connect. No pressure—just a soft place to land if you’re looking for one.
So, what’s next? In future writings, I’ll be sharing more reflections on the body, trauma, healing, spiritual practices, and the subtle magic that lives in the in-between.