I've spent nearly two decades of my nursing career in behavioral health nursing. My deepest passion has always been in working with individuals struggling with trauma and stressor-related disorders, as well as anxiety disorders. Let me share more about myself and how my business came to be...

 

It all began in 2012. I was entering nursing school for the second time. This time to advance my training and education to a baccalaureate-prepared nursing level. My husband had allowed his niece to move in with us as she relocated from Kansas to California. The finances and space were tight. But it was my time to further my education, and I needed to stay focused on my goal.

 

A few weeks into the program (RN to BSN), I began to suffer troubling thought disconnects (trouble finding my words and extreme disorganization). Next began panic attacks. The attacks were so severe that I couldn’t go to work. Not only could I not go to work, but I was afraid to be in a vehicle to get to work. I was afraid to leave my house. I immediately took a break from work and saw my psychiatrist for an adjustment in my medication regimen.

 

I had been diagnosed in the past with Major Depressive Disorder (MDD), Anxiety, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). She now diagnosed me with Panic Disorder with Agoraphobia. The medications took a few weeks to get me back on track, but I knew that was only the beginning of my healing journey.

 

I increased my therapy appointments, tried to eat better, and mostly slept. I found sleep the most helpful as my mind could rest, and I knew I was processing traumas from my past while I slept. What traumas, do you ask… multiple, but the one that seemed to be the culprit was that I was raped and molested at 11 or 12 years of age. I don’t recall the exact age, as I blocked much of this from my memory. I recall very little between the ages of 11 and 16.  It’s like my life was put on hold during that time. I couldn’t handle what I had experienced, and my mind protected me.

 

I started having flashbacks, and it was affecting every area of my life, but mostly my marriage (looking back now, I see there was more to that, but let me stick to this aspect). I did not feel safe. I didn’t know why, but I was scared.

 

My father/grandfather (adopted me and my brother after years in the foster care system), passed shortly after all of this began and he left me a small inheritance. Long story short, I was led to go to a workshop in Salem, MA, to learn and be attuned to Reiki.

 

Little did I know how this would change my life on every level. It gave me the coping skills I needed. I began to practice self-reiki almost daily. I began practicing this modality with friends, family, and clients. I then learned how to pave my day ahead with Reiki. Then I started meditating and have grown so much that I barely recognize myself.

 

I have become a spiritual warrior, a powerful force for my own healing and that of others. I have been off all psychotropic medications now for several years (after having been on a strict regimen for over two decades), and I am at a much healthier place in life than I ever dreamed I could be.

 

I have beaten my demons for the most part. They still hide in the closet, but I know how to fight them when they try to step out. I now have the tools to punch them in the eye and slam that door shut.

 

I want to help others struggling with these demons. I want to empower others. Are you struggling with demons of your own? If so, I would like very much to help you fight them. Almost daily, I ask the universe to send me the clients I can best serve.

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Welcome! Let’s do this! 

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"The final stage of healing is using what happens to you to help other people."

--- Gloria Steinem

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