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I was born in the vibrant city of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Shot into the spectrum of the mid 90's, I have come to realize my roots always comeback to the culture of that time and even the spirit of the city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Born the youngest of five - I seemed to always play the observer. As I grew always watching, never much to say. I saw my mother and father work endlessly to provide a home and love each day. 

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My childhood was filled with softball games, basketball tournaments, track meets, family holidays with family cooking in the kitchen, surrounded by my older siblings, whom I admire even to this day. Friends and family were a rooted theme as I matured into high school and college.

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I always felt I had words unspoken, I had no problem fitting in, even so there was this everlasting feeling of a lost token. Maybe this lost token was my identity.

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My undergraduate season was consumed with the typical college life with an underlying theme of discipline, constant balance in my time as a student and collegiate athlete in track and field. Stories circled around the track. Run, Run, Run. Not until late, did I realize I was always searching for a new story, new experience, new achievement, a new race. I look back now and will always thank the sport of track & field for providing lessons of mental, physical, and emotional endurance.  

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Still at this time in my life I continued to ask myself. Who am I? What is my purpose? What is my why?

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Is there more deeper than the surface? What do I provide?

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In my late teens, I underwent two ACL surgeries on my respective left and right knee. This season in my life taught me that challenges and setbacks from an injury, a passing, trauma, or illness show up as a teacher and a lesson in foretelling a great chapter yet to come. This was my first encounter with therapists as well as a foreshadowing to my future in providing a space, empathy, and healing to others. The dream to become an occupational therapist lied in the foreseen future...the story continues...​

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I embarked on my journey in Duluth, Minnesota where Lake Superior washed away the shores with ease, snow fell among the trees evergreen, moonlight stars appeared brighter, clearer than ever before. I found myself in this place. I found my true identity it allowed me to face.

 

My truth, my soul, it was like I could hear and communicate among the forests there were no more fears to hold. 

 

I completed my Masters in Occupational therapy at College of Saint Scholastica up in Duluth. Every person, every story, every lesson I came across during that chapter in my life I will forever hold dear in my heart. 

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As there are seasons of highs and lows, I find a clarifying lesson is always uncovered along each chapter of your life journey.

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Today, the  world of occupational therapy has led me into a pathway of hands on Reiki energy healing to assist individuals in their own journey. Leading me to my reinstated mission...

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My mission 🌹 is to bridge the path in healing for others who are sensitive. Bridge the path of two worlds to create a modern holistic form of care that creates time and space for one's physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual needs.

 

I strive to awaken awareness of one's heart with the intention of touch and breathe.