I’m not here to be your expert.
I’m here to be real with you — human to human.

I’m a therapist by training, but that word feels limited.
I’m a facilitator, a space holder, a poet. A woman who’s moved through many thresholds.
Someone who has knelt in the rawness of her own becoming and stayed long enough to Remember.

I began my path as an Occupational Therapist, curious about what truly helps people change.

I didn’t always see the deeper layers of healing.

I started my career in hospitals and systems — focused on function, outcomes, tools.

One day, I was sitting with a man recovering from a heart attack. We were discussing healthy habits. Mid-session, his family walked in with bags of fast food.

That moment hit something:

How can we heal, if our environment and the way we relate — to ourselves, to others, to the world — isn’t part of the conversation?

That was the threshold. I began to see clearly:

“No thing exists in isolation.

The more we try to isolate our problems, the further we are from the truth — from remembering the inherent belonging of all things.

Emotions. Behaviours. Challenges.

It and our relationship to all of It, plays a role in the natural unfolding of our human potential.”

That insight changed my direction — and became the ground of my work.

That compass has guided me across continents and communities —

✺ With children in India living with disability
✺ In shelters supporting women and families fleeing violence
✺ Inside trauma response teams and suicide prevention initiatives
✺ Co-creating intergenerational, nature-based learning spaces

I’ve seen trauma in many forms. And this is what remains clear:

Trauma happens in relationship. And it can be healed through relationship.

I don’t offer quick fixes. I offer spaces for repair.

My work deepened through Compassionate Inquiry and mentorship with Dr. Gabor Maté — a practice of softening the protective strategies and meeting the tenderness beneath.

But the real teacher? Life.

Through grief, rupture, devotion, maidenhood, and mystery, I’ve come to know:

Healing isn’t performance. It’s presence.

Honest presence.
Feeling what’s true.
And staying.