Let me tell you a secret…Most of us don’t realize we’re waking up — not at first.  We just know something feels off. Heavy. Too much.

 

The truth?  We’re waking up from something — the weight of cultural programming, generational conditioning, and roles we were never meant to carry.

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That includes me.  I didn’t go looking for the Sacred Journey.  I didn’t wake up one day and say, “I’d love for my whole life to dismantle so I can discover my sovereign self!”   Nope.  It came crashing in — disguised as betrayal, trauma, grief, burnout, and the total collapse of the life I thought I had to hold together.

 

At first, I thought I was falling apart.  (And so did everyone around me who was watching the whole thing unfold.). But later, I came to realized...  I wasn’t falling apart — I was falling in.  I was breaking open.

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These pages don’t tell my whole story — they trace a mythic map.  It’s not a memoir, but a mirror.  A feminine twist on the Hero’s Journey — complete with dragons, lost dreams, sacred fires, and the miracle of coming home to myself.

 

And yes — thank the stars — I lived to tell the tale.  I share this story because it’s easy to feel alone when life starts to unravel.  But what if that unraveling is sacred?  What if confusion, grief, and identity loss are not signs of failure… but signs of initiation?   What if the ache you feel isn’t a problem… but a portal?

 

This is my wild ride out of the Ordinary World, through the trials, and back again —with gifts in hand, and a voice ready to share the wisdom I earned along the way.

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And here’s the kicker:  If I had known then what I know now…. Would I have said yes to all of it?

HELL YES.

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It’s been a messy, wild, crazy ride — but every moment has been worth it.  The gifts I’ve received?  I couldn’t have imagined them at the start.  I wish this peace , freedom and presence for every woman out there.​

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And so, here is my story — my Hero's Journey​​

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