I grew up as a beach girl in Santa Barbara and Ventura, California. I was always a mild-mannered yet out going child; I always say that I’m an introvert with great social skills and this was true for my childhood as well.
I was raised in a spiritually open space. Of course, you never know this when you are a kid but now looking back, I was lucky to be raised by very young parents that loved exploring spiritual movements. After all, it was the 70’s! At the time, all of my friends’ parents were of like mind; where Yogananda and Ram Das were common names. I was also raised vegetarian, as my parents thought this would allow my sisters and I to complete our karma at a rapid pace as well as accelerate how many times we were to reincarnate in the future. Oddly, as a young child this made complete sense to me. I remember sitting by the fireplace at my grandparents house and my Mom and Grandma discussing what ghosts were visiting and where they traveled on the Astral the previous night…You know, the usual stuff!
Like most growing children, once I hit my teenage years, I moved away from my innate spirituality. My parents put me in a Catholic High School, I’m pretty sure this was the catalyst for my separation from the divine and my personal spiritual space. Once in my 20’s I moved even further away. Almost as a rebellion, as I look back on it.
My teen’s, 20’s and early 30’s my life experiences taught me the life lesson of The Wounded Healer. For this, I am most thankful for! I would not be standing before you today, as a spiritual psychic and healer had I not experienced the life of hard knocks, through the eyes of a wounded healer.
I rekindled my kindred spiritual quest about 10 years ago…after almost a couple of decades of self-hatred, co-dependency and extremely unhealthy boundary setting…and a divorce too…I needed help and good ol’ therapy was NOT doing the trick. I knew I needed more. I knew in order to work on myself, I needed to work on my soul. The deep dark depths of my soul. I knew this was where my healing needed to take place.
I dove head first into seeking out any and all forms of “alternative” healing. I became a student of spiritual knowledge, taking in every healers different technique. It felt magical to me and honestly it was the true sense of divine. I felt the wounded woman I once was completely rise like a Phoenix from the ashes with a new-found love of all creation of life. It took years of healing energy work for my light to shine bright again and it was the best years, unraveling and learning my soul.
I am a constant work in progress but now I try not too take myself to seriously. Leading with love and amusement, the highest vibration of energy. Sometimes I nail it, other times I’m a big FAIL and that’s ok! We are all ok! Life is beautiful, it’s just the shift of energy sometimes to see the light of how beautiful life really is.
Now, I am so blessed to have my own Healing Master, a Being Without Body or Light Being or some would say Spirit Guide, but he is so much more. Cebu is his name and he has given me the gift to heal others along their journey of life.
Before becoming a professional clairvoyant psychic and healer, I was a commercial and corporate flight attendant for 21 years. Traveling the globe, picking up stories and information from past lives to bring forward for this very moment!
Luna is my best friend and roommate. You can often find us cruising the beach or paddling the harbor. She’s an amazing companion and very wise. Our story of how we were united or really how we were reunited is so beautiful. We are the truest version of what souls reuniting lifetime after lifetime are. She’s my little selkie mermaid. I thank her everyday for blessing me and enriching my life. I am the best version of me because of her!
Here’s an interesting thought; have you ever wondered what past lives your pet has lived? Watch my video below for more 🙂