I am deeply devoted to helping other women to heal who have undergone trauma. I have self-healed from depression, self-loathing, Graves’ disease, an eating disorder, rape, attempted suicide, and the loss of children. I have gone from being one of the most miserable people I knew to now being one of the most joyful and content people I know. I love nothing more than to share this deep knowing with others.
I have been a spiritual person since I was a wee girl. I was the older sister (and babysitter) of a deaf brother, and perhaps more than anything else, this taught me about empathy and compassion (in addition to learning sign language). The world was a different place in the ’70’s in terms of public awareness, and I learned that people hate what the fear and they fear what they don’t understand. I would educate people on the spot, even as a 10 year old and would love to see the lightbulb go off above their heads and their hearts open a bit. At 10 I also learned about death and trauma first-hand when my father’s brother was murdered. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I now see that this event deeply affected our family, and this brought out a burning spiritual spark in me. I desperately wanted to heal my father, to take his sadness away, so I studied human behavior intensely from that day forward, trying to unlock the mystery of how to heal those I love.
After a life changing loss in 1995, the spiritual focus turned onto the path of being a seeker – I needed to make meaning out of it if I was ever going to accept the unacceptable. This spiritual hunger led me to many facets of healing. At first I learned about the Tarot, and other divination practices, Buddhism, meditation and yoga. Next I was introduced to shamanism, subsequently participitating in a shamanic sisterhood initiation with a group of 9 other women, led by a local shaman named Jaes. Our group (which is now 7) has been meeting monthly since 2003 and I have been deeply honored to call these women my sisters and friends. I really don’t think I would be who I am today without them. My intention for the “prayer arrow,” which was a manifestation ritual about bringing something into the world, was “Music and Healing”.
The next year, my best friend Lyx Ish died of pancreatic cancer and I stayed with her through the process. This was another life-changing event, which led to the writing of several songs on my album Born of Ashes. We were the first ones in our community to have a celebration of life ceremony for her. And we even had a parade. She would’ve loved that.
I first learned about self-healing in 1996, when I lived in an intentional community for permaculture and the arts. I had developed Graves’ disease and this life threatening disease was also a gift because it introduced me to herbalism by the lovely Lyx, who would become my best friend. All I know is one day I was being told I was that my only options were surgery or radioactive treatment for Grave’s disease, and the next day I was making my own tincture from Bugleweed (Lycopus americanas) and being cured naturally. That was 20 years ago & my thyroid has tested normal ever since. Wanna learn more? Go here I also learned that nothing heals like nature. Nature heals where nothing else can reach because WE are nature.
In 2016 I completed my training in San Francisco as a facilitator of the Core Language Approach with Mark Wolynn, Director of the Family Constellation Institute. My earlier experience with family constellations healed me so deeply on levels I didn’t even knew existed, and what I learned from Mark and his team brought me to a profound understanding of how trauma that reaches back for generations can be healed through this incredible work. If you would like to know more, click here.
I am currently studying at Robbins-Madanes Training. And I am recording a new album of spirit songs called One With Creation.
I’m so grateful that I found a way to heal the wounded, angry, sad girl I used to be. There was a time when I didn’t think I could ever be joyful, let alone peaceful (not without self-medicating, anyway…)! In fact, truth be told, I thought perpetually optimistic people were either dimwitted or not paying attention. Why, because life is hard, right, everybody suffers. Nope. I’ve learned that suffering is a choice and life is what you think life is. No more. No less. If you are fed up with feeling sad and disappointed with your life, I invite you to work and play with me. And I welcome you with open arms, an open heart, and an open mind.