If you look at my life on paper, it might appear… eclectic. I’ve followed a winding path through the U.S. Army, art school, corporate fashion, quilting, hobby farming, tiny house living, holistic bodywork, private practice, community mental health, and even owning a day spa. Add to that a gender transition, a transatlantic move to the Netherlands, and a full departure from my former U.S.-based life—and it might seem like I’ve lived ten lives already.

And in a way, I have.

For most of those years, I would’ve told you I didn’t believe in anything beyond what could be measured. I was a committed atheist—believing only what could be explained through science. But underneath that, something was quietly guiding me. I made choices from an inner knowing that didn’t make sense to anyone but me, which often left me feeling misunderstood and isolated. I followed hunches, gut feelings, invisible threads. I didn’t know it then, but Spirit was already speaking. I just didn’t yet have the language to understand it.

That changed in 2024, during a series of spiritual experiences that radically shifted my perception of reality. In those moments, I began seeing my path, pain, and purpose not as random or chaotic, but as part of a greater design. I didn’t find “God” in the traditional sense. I found presence. Pattern. A profound sense of connection to the living earth and all its beings. What once seemed like detours suddenly made sense.

The journey here has not been smooth. It’s been marked by deep personal challenges—physical and emotional healing, identity transformation, and loss. For a long time, I interpreted these hardships as evidence of personal failure. Now I understand them as initiations. They shaped the work I do today.

Looking back, every phase had its purpose. Joining the Army was born from a thirst for adventure and testing limits—yet revealed the harms of rigidity and conformity. Art school and fashion offered creative freedom but clashed with the cultures they were embedded in. Quilting gave me a sense of legacy; farming reconnected me to land and simplicity. Living in a tiny house reflected my longing for sustainability and freedom.

I’ve always sought understanding through study. I earned a Master’s in Clinical Mental Health Counseling, and trained in body-based healing modalities, mindfulness, and parts work. My professional journey has moved between roles in clinical mental health and more unconventional spaces—particularly relationship coaching, where I supported people in reconnecting with agency, trust, and wholeness in their bodies and relationships. That work, in its many forms, showed me the transformative power of presence and deep witnessing.

I later co-created a holistic day spa to offer the kind of community-centered healing I had once longed for—but in doing so, learned the cost of misalignment, overworking, and burnout. That breakdown, too, was a teacher.

Eventually, a string of synchronicities led me to Amsterdam, where I felt a belonging I had never known. I returned to the U.S. changed, and soon recognized that it was time to let go of my former roles and identities—including those rooted in a particular place and past life. I stepped into a new chapter, not entirely sure who I would become, but knowing deeply it was time.

Now, I walk this path with reverence and humility. Alongside my partner Kirien—my beloved, my co-creator—I offer spaces for healing, remembrance, and re-connection. Our work is sacred, grounded, playful, and deeply human.

So no, this isn’t your typical story. But it’s the truth of how I got here. And if you’re walking your own strange and beautiful path of becoming, I would be honored to walk beside you.