I’ve always had strong intuition—seeing spirits, having prophetic dreams, and knowing things beyond explanation. But as a child, I hid my gifts, afraid of being different. My journey of self-discovery was filled with awakenings, dark nights of the soul, and an ever-present pull toward the unknown.

In 2021, everything changed. I suffered a thalamic stroke—something rare for someone my age. It was the universe’s way of shaking me awake, forcing me to stop fearing my own gifts and step into my higher purpose. Through my own transformation, I found clarity: I am here to help others the way I was helped—guiding them to heal, find peace, and embrace the unknown without fear.

My connection to death has always been part of my path. I’ve instinctively risen to the occasion, creating celebratory programs, writing obituaries that honor lives well-lived, and helping loved ones find peace through spirit connection. I didn’t fully understand how this fit into my purpose until loss struck close—first my father’s brothers, then their mother, and most impactfully, my own father. The pain wasn’t just grief; it was the weight of buried regrets, of resisting the call to celebrate life even in the face of sorrow. Now, I live with intention—choosing joy where I can, releasing what no longer serves me, and helping others do the same.

Art has been my greatest healer. When anxiety and jumbled thoughts silenced my voice, art gave me a way to speak my truth. Through creativity, I found clarity, purpose, and a path forward. Incorporating art with my spiritual practices led me to a profound transformation—one that I now share with the world. Some may call it art therapy; I call it creative liberation.

Life is a journey, one of many. I’ve lived countless lives, but I only truly became myself when I stepped into my power, embracing my purpose and the higher vibration that comes with it. Now, I help others do the same.