LOVE, POWER & FREEDOM

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Hello there,

I’m an intimacy and relationship coach with a deep understanding of the complexities of monogamy, open relationships, polyamory, and Ethical Non-Monogamy. But more than that, I’m someone who’s lived through fire—and chose to mine the gold from it. The wisdom I share comes from deep within the trenches of my own transformation.

I come from a long line of strong, wounded women. My family lineage holds the weight of generational trauma—the kind passed down through silence, tension, and survival. The shadow of the Holocaust was always present. My grandmother, a sharp and critical woman, carried immense pain beneath her judgment. That pain trickled down, shaping my mother and her sisters into women who lived with constant comparison, jealousy, and emotional volatility. Love was conditional. Emotional expression came with consequences.

My parents, though well-meaning, were emotionally stunted. My father wasn’t ready to be a dad. He had never grieved the loss of his own father, and instead carried quiet resentment that I unknowingly inherited. He was physically present but emotionally absent. My mother was overwhelmed, caught in the web of family drama and pain she had never processed. I was the little girl who learned to regulate herself—who cried quietly, felt deeply, and carried the emotional weight of the household in silence.

This environment planted the seeds of anxious attachment. I became the empath, the peacekeeper, the emotional caretaker. I chased love, not because I didn’t have any, but because I didn’t know how to feel safe receiving it. I learned to over-function, to be good and needed, to shape-shift and survive.

Then, at 14, my world cracked open. During a school hiking trip, I slipped and fell. I ended up in a wheelchair for a year, homeschooled and physically cut off from my life as I knew it. I had always carried emotional pain in my body, but this injury forced it to the surface. I gained weight. I lost confidence. Movement—my escape—was taken away. My body became a battleground for shame, sadness, and self-protection.

And then, something found me. Yoga.

In the quiet of my basement, I started practicing Kundalini yoga. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was real. It brought me back to my breath. To sensation. To Spirit. It was the first time I truly felt myself. That practice saved me.

Of course, healing is never a straight line.

University brought with it a new set of challenges: disordered eating, body dysmorphia, over-exercising, diet pills, casual sex, binge drinking, and the relentless pursuit of external validation. I didn’t want to be loved—I wanted to be chosen. I didn’t feel worthy of being met emotionally, so I kept performing, chasing, escaping.

At 27, I met my ex-husband. He was the first person who made me feel emotionally safe. We had deep love, and deep dysfunction. I was in yoga teacher training, starting to care for myself again, and growing brave enough to speak the truth about my desires—including the parts of me that were curious about non-monogamy and sexual exploration. To his credit, he met my honesty with grace.

We got married at 28, but our intimacy never fully clicked. I didn’t feel alive in my body, and he carried body shame he wasn’t willing to explore. I stayed longer than I should have, not out of love, but out of fear. Fear of being alone. Fear of being too much.

Eventually, we opened our marriage to explore polyamory. That choice unraveled me in the best way. I discovered how much love I had to give, how deeply I could express myself, and how much of myself I had been hiding. He met his now-wife. I kept evolving.

Then came a car accident. Another rupture.

This time, physical trauma led me inward. I moved away from high-intensity yoga and toward therapeutic movement and deep somatic listening. I isolated. I breathed. I healed. I rebuilt trust with my body, one breath at a time.

Around the same time, I lost my paternal grandmother—the only emotionally available adult I had growing up. She was a calm, loving presence in my life, and her passing left a hole I didn’t know how to fill. Then my grandfather had a stroke. My extended family fractured. I became estranged from cousins I once considered soul family. Grief was everywhere.

And then came the deepest loss of all—my cousin, best friend, and confidante died by suicide. Her death cracked something in me that could never be put back together the same way. And yet, it opened a portal. A calling. I knew I was here to help others navigate the parts of life that break your heart open.

Not long after, my marriage ended. He wanted children. I knew I didn’t. Our paths had diverged.

During my Reiki Master mentorship, I was initiated into shadow work and inner child healing. I finally understood that healing isn’t about fixing what’s broken. It’s about remembering what we’ve had to abandon in order to survive. That realization restructured everything—my relationships, my work, and my capacity to hold space.

In 2018, I met a Tantrica who reflected something profound back to me. She showed me that what I had been teaching all along—helping people embody their truth, reclaim their pleasure, and open their hearts—was Tantra. It gave me the language, lineage, and tools to deepen everything I already knew in my bones.

Because here’s the truth: Most relationships don’t fail from a lack of love. They falter from a lack of intimacy.

And intimacy can be cultivated.

My Mission

Now, I help singles and couples:

• Release trauma, emotional blocks, and self-protective patterns
• Heal anxiety, overthinking, and fear of intimacy
• Reconnect with their bodies, breath, and true desires
• Build emotionally secure, heart-centered relationships
• Feel more alive, more expressed, and more free

Whether you’re newly single and seeking meaningful love, or in partnership and ready to reignite connection, I create spaces where you can be seen, felt, and supported in your truth.

I blend somatic energy healing, Tantra, shadow work, nervous system regulation, breathwork, and spiritual mentorship to help you return to your body, your heart, and the relationships you deeply crave.

You Don’t Have to Do It Alone

I’ve lived through heartbreak, loss, disconnection, and rebirth. I’ve walked the path of coming back to myself again and again. I know what it takes to hold the pain and still choose love.

And I know what’s possible when you stop surviving and start feeling.

You are not too broken. You are not too much. You are becoming.

I’m here to help you clear what’s blocking your intimacy, come home to your body, and create real, soulful relationships — the kind rooted in truth, trust, and emotional safety.

Let’s turn pain into power, and longing into liberation.
You deserve love that feels like home.