My own journey began in a place of pain. I grew up in circumstances no child should have to face, surrounded by cruelty and hardship that left deep emotional scars. But even in the darkest moments, something inside me held on to hope. I refused to let go of the belief that love, peace, and kindness could still live within me. And over time, I found all three.

 

Throughout the years, I’ve had the honor of offering healing, not just through clinical knowledge, but through compassion, presence, and understanding. I’ve done my best with the tools I had, always listening for what someone truly needed, whether in a hospital room, a moment of quiet support, or a shared conversation that touched the heart.

 

About ten years ago, my perspective shifted. I realized that so many people around me were suffering silently, carrying burdens that mirrored my own past. That recognition lit a deeper fire in me. I knew I had to go beyond traditional caregiving. I needed to help others heal on a soul level, just as I was learning to do for myself.

 

I believe now, more than ever, that healing is essential for all of us, on physical, emotional, and energetic levels. It’s in our shared human experience that we find not only pain, but the potential for profound transformation.

 

My passion for healing isn’t just a part of what I do, it’s who I am. And I know, without a doubt, that my life’s purpose is to continue sharing that healing energy with others.