
A toxic relationship can be your teacher if you let it.
Despite what we are shown, a love story needs no drama.
Owning your story will set you free.
Reclaiming my power, using my voice and owning my truth have been the three pillars to my healing journey.
I believe these are core elements to a woman's unraveling.
Some of us have fallen trap to our own insecurities, hurt and inner critic, and we have ended up allowing disrespect and manipulation.
But it is time to give yourself grace and honor your womanhood and essence.
Join me on a healing journey to deprogram yourself, and connect to self love and your personal power.

After losing my mom to cancer at eighteen, I left Spain and began living as a nomad, moving through the world like a pilgrim in search of meaning.
I’ve called five countries home, spent ten years in universities collecting four degrees, and wandered across more than twenty countries.
Spain held my birth and childhood. England taught me how to learn and play. Bangladesh woke me up to life and the Divine. Cuba cradled me in the transcendence of sound and rhythm. And Florida wraps me in nature.
After all those years of grief and healing, creating deep connections with people from all around the world, and finding my own path to spirituality, I believed I had done “the work.”
Oh, the blind spots we carry.
I did not see how toxic I was being to myself. And life mirrored that back.
In 2016 I found myself in a toxic and emotionally abusive relationship that shattered everything I thought I knew about love, safety, and myself.
When it ended, I went into a kind of hibernation.
My altar became my shelter. My rituals were simple: long silences, being in the body, tears, drumming, prayer, writing, connecting. I wanted to understand: What was that?! Why did I end up there?
At the time, I was in the middle of my PhD, ironically researching conflict management, and becoming a certified Florida Supreme Court mediator.
But I took time to turn inward, meditate, be coached, and take care of myself.
My analytical training really helped me distill my story and look at myself from the outside. My heart helped me rewrite it.
Coaching became the bridge between the intellect that had kept me safe and the tenderness that had long been buried. It transformed me so deeply that I trained as a coach myself.
Today, I am happily married and blessed to be a mother. I live with more peace, compassion, and trust, using my voice as a tool of assertiveness and feeling grounded in what I can and cannot control. I am truly grateful to be walking this path.
Wanna come walk with me?
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