About Me

I didn’t come to Reiki seeking awakening.

I came because I was tired.
Tired of the ache, the noise, the endless doing.
I just wanted relief. Something to help me breathe.

But Reiki, Reiki undid me.

Gently. Quietly. What I thought was healing on the surface
became a holy remembering. 

I shed what was never mine
the stories, the pressure, the performance.
And beneath it all, I found truth.
I found sacred silence, and remembering
I was never broken.
Just buried.

Now, as a Reiki practitioner,
I don’t promise answers.
I don’t promise perfection.

But I do offer this:
A space to breathe.
To unravel.
To let go.
There is no fixing here.
No spiritual glitter or performance.
Just the deep, pulsing presence of Reiki itself.
Uncomplicated. Ancient. Enough.

Each session is a soft summoning.
A return to your own rhythm.
A remembering of what has always been sacred.
So when you feel the pull to come home,
when your soul whispers 
“now”
I am here,
As the channel. As the vessel. As the conduit.
For your return