Born to theater majors in Laramie, Wyoming in 1985, the flare for the dramatic came naturally. At the ripe old age of 4, I was kicked out of my pre-school two separate times. The first time was for climbing the counter in the class to get a closer look at the African Red Ant farm the University of Wyoming had on loan to the pre-school. I wanted to get closer so I could watch the ants, so of course I reached up to grab the top of the Farm to hoist myself onto the counter. I got closer to the ants, but not by getting onto the counter to view them...

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I imagine the ants weren’t very happy with me, and indeed, neither was the preschool.

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The second time I was kicked out was for retaliating against another child who decided to bite me. The other kid, of course, wasn’t seen biting me and therefore did not get in trouble. I, on the other hand, was seen and I was punished and no longer welcome in the class. I imagine this was less about isolated incidents, and much more about a pattern of behavior based in curiosity and inborn justice. I have learned the hard way my entire life the ways in which our society has no patience for those who make things difficult and go against the grain.

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Unbeknownst to me or my parents at the time, bullying and these themes of curiosity and justice would be lifelong for me. In fact, the brutalization and bullying I endured as a child and particularly in middle school, would shape my life...for better or  for worse.

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Starting a young age, I had a pull toward the people around me who were troubled. My mom used to call the friends I would bring home my “wounded-wings.” While my compassion and heart center were wide open to the world at a young age, I had no boundaries or inner protections, and the world took its toll before I could even legally drive.

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It wouldn’t be until I made a life-altering choice to move to Virginia, and later Washington D.C., that things would shift completely, but I would never be the same and the journey back to myself was not rainbows and sunshine.

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Along the way, I had earth angels who supported and guided me, as well as good jobs where I had insurance so I could afford more easily the intense medical intervention I required. I also possessed a supportive mother, who never gave up on me, no matter how difficult it was to endure.

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Five years ago, I returned from Washington, D.C., a broken shell full of emotions and straddling the line of insanity while on copious pharmaceuticals for varying reasons, and weighing a high of 265 pounds. Along with this weight, I was also on the border of diabetic with cholesterol in the triple digits.

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Today (7/1/2018), I weigh 168 pounds, am on no pharmaceuticals, have seen my A1c return to normal, and have cut my LDL and triglycerides down to double digits and returned my HDL to its sweet spot.

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While I worked most of my career as a civil litigation paralegal and executive administrative assistant, my true passion is helping those who struggle to find their power and use it to empower themselves to heal. I do this best by utilizing all of my skills to assist all walks of life reach all levels of life goals. 

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My journey to personal enlightenment truly began November 1, 2009, the day I took my first step forward on the path of sobriety. Since, my life has been one drastic and soul-searching change after another. By going inward and facing my demons and all of myself with love instead of judgment, I found peace I never imagined possible. 

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Weight loss was the final external validation of the incredible internal work I've undertaken. When you shed light on all that we are as humans and work toward becoming the people we truly want to be, freedom becomes possible. 

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Join me as I share my journey. 

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Spreading joy is my ploy!!

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