Welcome to the Wanderlust

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

The year I came down with Lyme Disease, I lost the cognitive ability to read, so I struggled line by line for a whole year, reading, The Fellowship of the Ring.

 

 This is the best I will ever be at yoga, and I'm totally cool with that.

This is the best I will ever be at yoga, and I'm totally cool with that.

Not all those who wander are lost...

Became my mantra.  But the funny thing was--the more I wandered the more lost I became.  

 Here, I tested a Macbeth blood pack, the bleeding exactly resembles an injection that leaked during a playwriting class my junior year.

Here, I tested a Macbeth blood pack, the bleeding exactly resembles an injection that leaked during a playwriting class my junior year.

I gave my all to everyone else...

For nearly a decade I threw myself at everything and everyone but me.  My jobs were fun and fulfilling, but detrimental to healing.  Every relationship drained me, and lead my partners to depression.  (Gentleman callers--this is your official warning).  There were too many late nights,  too many shots of whiskey, and too few hours of sleep. I lost connection to myself, and my health continued to suffer.

 I hadn't done something for me in YEARS. Literally, YEARS. And then I ate tacos at a folk concert in the redwoods. Because this is my life.

I hadn't done something for me in YEARS. Literally, YEARS. And then I ate tacos at a folk concert in the redwoods. Because this is my life.

Then I woke up.

At the end of 2015, I woke up--quite literally and began to throw away my belongings.  Friends thought I was on the fast track to suicide, I thought I was drowning in a life I didn't understand.  My health continued to oscillate between manageable and horrific.

In 2017, I took part in an experimental treatment that crushed my spirit and eradicated my Lyme. It sparked a huge shift in coming home to myself, moving away from trust in practitioners. I did the work, learning what is good for me.

I’d lost Lyme, but suffered from other mysterious symptoms practitioners either weren’t phased by, or couldn’t solve. I continued to dive deeper into myself, deepening awareness, and developing tools for better communication with the only person who could really help: me.

During recovery, I dove into spirituality, mind-body medicine, and intuitive health as I began to see the flaws in our culture of wellness, chronic disease, and modern eating. I read hundreds of books, and trained in various mind/body modalities, eventually developing tools that worked for me, and can work for you too.  

I'm here to help, acts of service are my love language.  Whether your journey is like mine or you live a super-sweet life of relaxation and abundance, I promise to help you create space and find joy, one gluten free meal at a time. 

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