My personal and professional journeys are interwoven, so I cannot tell one story without the other.

The journey that inspired my professional path began long before I ever dreamed of being a Breathwork Facilitator. When I was just four years old I experienced the loss of my mother to suicide. A loss like this changes not just one person, but a whole family system and generations to come. While I could never have understood it at the time, that loss would shape much of the path that followed. There is so much more to this story and how life unfolded for me after this time but there is just not enough space for that here.

Growing up, I became deeply curious about the ways people think, feel and behave. The way people make sense of pain and loss and what drives someone to stay or leave—ultimately I was looking for an answer—but I know now that this is an answer (in this lifetime at least) I will never truly get.

That curiosity and searching eventually led me to working towards a degree in Mental Health Counseling. I found myself drawn to working with children especially through the language of play, art, and Jungian sand tray therapy. After graduating from SUNY Oswego in 2006 and Sage Graduate School in 2010 I began my journey of becoming a Registered Play Therapist. There was something that called to me—about witnessing how a child could reveal the deepest parts of themselves through symbols, metaphor or a world in the sand—sometimes without saying a single word. It felt like Magic.

Over time, I have discovered that this was also what a young part of me had always wanted—to be truly seen, attuned to, accepted unconditionally, and held within a safe container. I know now, the space I was creating for children was also showing me what I needed to create within myself. Of course at the time, I was searching for this outside of myself—alcohol, substances, relationships, career success and external validation.

Fast forward to becoming a mother—something about this process (at least for me) cracked me open, it was like everything I once knew about myself and my life had been stripped away. I had built this beautiful, successful life and I had never felt more disconnected, alone, angry and deeply sad. I (finally) had the courage to begin my own therapy, facing parts of myself that I had buried for a long time and acknowledging my own protective patterns—like abandoning myself through people pleasing—amongst many other subtly destructive patterns that had shaped how I navigated life.

Then, following ongoing challenges navigating my role as a mother, wife, managing my work-life balance and a significant medical trauma during my second pregnancy I found myself struggling with anxiety, panic attacks, and a growing sense of disconnection from myself and my life. I could no longer hide from my greatest fear—leaving my children in a world without me, without their mother.

I had already experienced the benefits of therapy firsthand, but I began to recognize that my body and spirit were asking for something more. It was no longer enough to understand my experiences intellectually—I needed a space that helped me step out of the constant activity of my mind and reconnect with the wisdom of my body. I was now on a mission to find this space.

This new curiosity led me down many unexpected paths: a psychic medium, meditation, yoga, Reiki, Breathwork, hypnosis and even a psychedelic journey. Each experience offered something unique, but together they reminded me of something I had forgotten—that I am not alone, that I am deeply connected, and that there is far more to this life than what we can always see or explain. In many ways, it felt like discovering magic all over again. And what these experiences ultimately taught me was that the magic was never something outside of myself, nor something I had to earn. It was already there. Beneath the noise, beneath the striving, beneath the layers of protection. Waiting patiently for me to slow down long enough to notice it.

Meanwhile, I was having a parallel expansion in my professional life—shifting to working with adults, exploring new modalities that seemed to connect all the work I had done as a child & family therapist and then finally my calling to become a Trauma-Informed Breathwork Facilitator. The process of completing my own Transformational Breathwork Journey helped me gain greater clarity, deeper self-understanding, and the courage to make meaningful changes in my life.

Along this journey there are things that have stood out…I have been seeking self-love and connection. Only to find I have always been connected—supported, challenged, and guided by remarkable people—family, friends, partners, colleagues, teachers, professional mentors, service providers, clients and beings beyond my own human comprehension. All catalysts to reconnect me with hope, my Light and my Self.

Wild at Heart was born from this journey. It is a space rooted in the belief that none of us are meant to do this alone, and yet there is nothing outside of ourselves that can truly heal us.

The work I offer is not about rescuing, fixing or “healing” anyone, it is about creating space—to slow down, listen inward, and gently reconnect—to your body, your emotions, all the parts of you that have been waiting for you—but most of all to your own magic and inner wisdom.

Even in our hardest seasons, there is something within us that continues to reach toward life, freedom, meaning, and hope.

I’m honored you’re here,

Welcome to Wild at Heart