WHO AM I?. . . REALLY.

The real scoop. . . beyond degrees, trainings and titles.

And if you're curious about the my formal credentials? Click HERE to see my actual resume.

I’ve rewritten my life more than once: farmworker activist → Spanish teacher → therapist → holistic coach → author/speaker/facilitator—each evolution moving me closer to living my deepest purpose and my unique Human Design. Twice divorced, I learned that release can be love, and that the mess life brings often ushers in the next level of expanded magic. These days I trust my body’s wisdom and practice the art of receiving support instead of proving I can carry it all on my own—life gets pretty lonely and overwhelming that way.

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I didn’t just ignore my body—I battled it. I was the overweight kid in a family of elite athletes (with a bodybuilder mom), and “push harder” was the gospel. Learning the body’s language—sensations, breath, simple check-ins—turned down anxiety, clarified my choices, and re-opened intuition. Learning to create a loving relationship with my body is one of the changes that has transformed life the most.

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I used to think I was “too sensitive.” Then I realized in my 30s: "energy is my first language". Learning to honor the subtle signals keeps revealing a world of wonder-full magic in my life that planning and performance alone could never produce.

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In spite of decades of taking just about every archtypal assessment I could get my hands on (from Enneagram to Myers Briggs), Human Design offered the most significant breadcrumb trail back to myself. It peeled off the layers of proving, and handed me a compass—less performing, more belonging to my own life. I use it, with scoops of compassion, in everyday ways, so the insight it offers translates into how I actually live.

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After two amicable divorces and decades of living with an estranged father, I’ve lived the difference between clinging and loving release. Sometimes I repair, sometimes I reimagine, sometimes I let go—and all three can be love. 

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I share life with Delilah, my rescue dog who I’m convinced is a human in dog form—an aging Golden Girl in fur, probably Blanche (and I'm convinced she's my similarly highly sensitive, sassy, bouje soulmate.)

When I’m not with clients or cooking up a new growthy offering, I’m often wearing a permagrin in cardio hip hop class (I spent my 30s dancing hip hop—yes, performing; full on alter ego), pulling cards from my collection of oracle decks, curled up with a favorite modern romance, or in the car with my teenage son—trading quick wit and launching impromptu lip-sync/dance parties.

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WHAT DO I BELIEVE?

I believe the most important relationship we can cultivate is the one with ourselves

(our REAL unfiltered, undiluted, brilliant selves).

I believe that the most respectful thing we can do in our relationships with others is to show up honest and real. . . even when it’s awkward or scary.

I believe that our energy and intention speak far louder than words.

I believe the body holds the truth. Period.

I believe that humor and play heal.

I believe in failing forward and taking brave leaps of faith into "the God hammock" of life. ​

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I believe in the magical healing alchemy of community. REAL community.

I believe we are stronger and braver than we realize, and that our challenges can be our greatest sources of reclaimed empowerment.

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I believe we can inherit one story and still choose to write another one.

I believe in magic. Real magic. YOUR magic.