Where to start.

When I was very young, I remember being scared to go to bed at night. Mortified. Spirit came to visit me, but I was too young to understand it. Bedtime was a nightmare I lived awake. Eventually, Spirit understood I wasn’t going to be a channel for them, and left me alone for good.

I went on to live a very normal life, very analytical and left-brain. I got an Undergraduate degree, a Master’s degree and half a Doctorate. I climbed the corporate ladder. I opened three small businesses. I enjoyed managing, leading projects, and living and orderly, yet adventurous life! I was not spiritual at all, AT ALL, and never considered myself creative. I rolled my eyes when someone suggested I meditate.

But one thing was missing. I could not get pregnant.

My husband and I went to three fertility clinics over the course of 3 years. My 30th birthday approached. It was the pandemic. My parents gifted me the amazing gift, of, what I thought at the time, a yoga retreat.

It ended up being a spiritual and meditation retreat. They took a picture of my aura. (a picture of my what!!?). We did rituals. We meditated. I left that week changed. It opened up a tiny little spiritual window inside me, just enough to let air in.

I dove into spirituality. I had my dark night of the soul, and emerged of it… pregnant!

I started getting interested in mediumship, just out of curiousity. I took a class, but not much came of it. It was simple a fun learning experience.

Until I was in my third trimester.

It felt as if someone flipped a switch.

One night, I was practicing, and I could hear Spirit loud and clear.

Just like that, I was able to communicate with passed loved ones. Everything I thought I knew, I thought I was and wasn’t capable of, out the window. I was no longer scared, I felt empowered.

I have since been on multiple courses and mentorship programs, practiced with over a 100 sitters before taking this professionally. I hear, sense, see and feel passed loved ones. I accompany a lot of family into healing processes.

My son was the gift of a lifetime, and he brought me my sense of purpose.