If you are over the cycle of healing the “next thing”, you are in the right place.
Between my own sobriety journey from alcohol and substance use for over 20 years, body dysmorphia, over achieving and managing life with a spouse in active addiction, I know first hand what it takes to live in a state of constant chaos and still find center.
We make the choices to build a life we love. But as the days go by and weeks turn into years, and decades, and we realize our “choices” don’t always match who we are today, what we value and what our vision is.
It doesn’t mean we want a different life, but we want to interact differently with the one we have.
The micro managing is out of control. Starting and stoping a new “protocol” for optimization every other week and the idea of fun feels like one more to-do list to manage.
Thousands on beauty treatments that don’t create fulfillment.
All the while we justify our closest relationships by convincing ourselves, it could be worse ,while our needs go unmet.
For many women, your holistic wellness can become another thing to manage, not a story of a life well lived.
Eat well. Exercise. Work on yourself. Stay productive. Try the next routine that promises to make you feel better.
And yes, our behaviors matter. But I’ve learned that feeling great is about more than checking all the right boxes.
I know this because I've lived it.
Looking back, I can see that some of all of the rigid rules I made for myself and everyone else, were really an attempt to control what felt out of control during an unusually hard season of my life.
So I started caring a little less about the dishes, about my spouses recovery plan and a lot more about what God was really asking of me.
I made prayer a priority. I said yes to dancing, DJing, coffee walks with friends, and the things that brought me genuine joy.
Life became less about fixing myself and more about enjoying the fruit of this gift called life.
My faith became central to that shift. I began to see caring for my body, my relationships, my work, and my life as an act of devotion to God—not another form of self-improvement.
A client recently shared a huge breakthrough with me.
She realized that if the cup is going to stay half full, you have to intentionally add in the joy. You can't spend your whole life trying to find relief from a life that feels out of your control.
That's coaching.
Claiming what's yours. And unapologetically releasing what never was.
Today, I live on a small farm in the Columbia River Gorge in Oregon, where I gather women to cut flowers and share our challenges, dreams, and the messy beauty of life.
I love DJing and conscious dance, making our famous pesto for the local farmers’ market, and being the mom of a budding ten-year-old actor.
My spouse of 13+ years and I are navigating his active addiction and recovery. It’s given me another layer of lived experience—and another tool in my belt to support women who love someone struggling with addiction.
This is the kind of wellness I want to share with women: not another way to manage yourself, but a way to become more present for the life you're already living.
As a holistic health and empowered sobriety coach, I work with women who want to feel better, make meaningful changes, and truly enjoy the gift of God's creation—and feel empowered to participate in it.
That might mean changing your relationship with alcohol, building healthier habits, navigating a new season of life or a health concern, or simply finding your way back to what matters.
My approach brings together more than two decades of experience in wellness, embodiment, and spiritual mindfulness, along with seven years of helping women transform their relationship with alcohol.
I don't believe you need another perfect plan.
I believe you need space to get clear about what matters, understand what's getting in the way, and choose what deserves your energy now.
Wellness is an act of devotion.
And the goal isn't just to live longer or be healthier.
It's to live life like you mean it.
Where are you finding relief when you could be adding joy?
