I didn’t come into this work by accident — I was called, again and again, until I finally listened.
As a child, I was a stutterer. Words would tumble out, jumbled and tangled, making social connection difficult. My father, a barrister and fellow stutterer, taught me to breathe and be calm from the age of three. When he passed, I was just 11, and I saw him clearly — tidying his room after his death. That was my first glimpse into the unseen world. But my insistence on what I saw was met with disbelief, and so I shut that part of myself down.
My mother was a theologist and librarian, with books from every tradition lining every wall. At 16, I found Who Am I? by Ramana Maharshi. Two years later, it cracked something open in me. It planted a seed of inquiry that would quietly grow over the years.
I later studied psychology and completed an MBA. I became a caregiver for my two sons — both neurodiverse. My eldest has autism and learning challenges. My youngest, now a doctor, has ADHD. It was my eldest son’s sleepless nights that brought Reiki into my life. After years of failed treatments, a distant energy healer sent Reiki one night—and for the first time ever, he slept through.
I had chills. Something shifted. Still, it took me ten more years to formally train. But when I finally did, I felt life force move through me. That was the moment I reconnected with my higher self. It was Spirit. It was home.
Since then, I’ve embraced all of it — Reiki, Akashic records, trauma recovery, light language, coaching, and adult development theory. My work is multidimensional and practical, rooted in lived experience, science, and soul. I now help others transcend stress, release old patterns, and remember who they really are—divine, whole, and powerful beyond measure.
