It all started with a dark night of the soul.

One November in my twenties, I lost my mother unexpectedly. Within months, I also lost my job, my sense of safety, my relationship with my father, and my will to live.

I had always been “fine.” A smart cookie, and an independent woman-girl. Reflected and read. Skating through life just enough to be praised, but still with a quiet haunting ick in my being. Halfway to my dreams, numbing the ache with The Bachelor, Toffifee, and vague plans to make it all happen “one day”.

But suddenly, nothing worked. Least of all my mind.

Cue depression. Anxiety. Night terrors. As it turned out: still unaddressed trauma and a deeply sensitive system I had had no idea how to live actually communicate with.

All this pushed me off the edge… and then into the warm ocean of healing.

Since then, I’ve devoted my life to the real work: learning how to be a human being with a sensitive nervous system and a delightfully deep subconscious mind. How to actually live out that person. How to meet the parts of the psyche that protect and perform and all the things - and look at them square in the eye. And speak their language.

First I lived through it. Now, it’s the work I live for.

And that is to work with sensitive and sensational human beings who are on the path and in the work - and are stuck in loops they can name multiple ways but still don’t feel like themselves in their bones.
Leaders. Creatives. Humans. Deep feelers with big minds and even bigger spirits.

This is where we work.
Where insight stops looping.
Where trauma stops running the show, fully.
Where change doesn’t make sense: it lands in the entire being.
As the one that feels true. Fully, finally, and for real.

If that’s where you are, we can begin.
Thank you for being here.

Love,
Minerva