…a woman who weaves grief, truth and tenderness into every page and every pause. I am building a sacred space for others because I know what it means to sith with sorrow. Not just brush against it —sit with it.
I am a life coach, a guide for souls navigating their way back to themselves. I know how to ask the right questions. And when I can’t find them I bring grace and humor to my admission.
I am gypsy-rooted, grief-honored and sharp as a candle’s edge. I want thing to feel sacred, look beautiful and work simply. I am here to heal not hustle.
I am publishing a series of memoirs, each one carrying a piece of me and the people I’ve loved–and lost. I carry my husband’s memory like a candle that never burns out. And I carry my readers with just as much reverence.
I am poetic. I am real. I am building a movement of stillness in a world that keeps running.
This is why I am writing my story and why it will piss some people off.