07/11/2025
Humble, Honest, and Raw Truth…
For as long as I can remember, my life has existed in a loop: overgive → burnout → crash → rest just enough to repeat. I’ve poured my energy into others—friends, family, clients—not out of obligation, but because I genuinely care. And yet… underneath that care has always lived a pattern. The wounded healer. The self-sacrificer. The one who says “yes” because someone needs something, even if it costs me everything.
I’ve never been one to pretend I have it all together. I’ve been honest about the deep inner work I’ve done and continue to do: healing worthiness wounds, untangling from the victim-rescuer cycle, and facing the shadow of martyrdom that so many helpers carry. Each time I thought I was done with that pattern, I’d fall into it again—maybe with more awareness, maybe with softer edges—but still repeating it.
The truth? I have overgiven so deeply, so many times, that my body and spirit have been forced to scream to get my attention. I’ve healed myself through autistic burnout. I’ve managed to overcome the weight of thyroid autoimmune disease. And now, I’m crawling out of caregiver compassion fatigue, and adrenal depletion—not because I didn’t know better, but because old survival patterns die hard. Because I didn’t believe I could be enough if I wasn’t doing enough.
And I know I’m not alone.
This is the quiet epidemic among healers, therapists, coaches, and guides. We hold space for others so often, we forget what our own medicine tastes like. We convince ourselves we’re here to serve—and yes, many of us are—but when our identity gets wrapped in being the helper, our own soul starts to fade.
Recently, I attended a day retreat with one simple intention: to feel my own magic. The same medicine my clients experience every day. And what hit me was… I couldn’t feel it. Not fully. Because I’ve spent so long giving it away that I forgot how to receive it for myself. I was running on spiritual fumes.
What I once called passion, I now realize was performance. The excitement of guiding others was deeply tied to my sense of worth. If I wasn’t transforming lives, was I still valuable? If I wasn’t holding space for someone else’s breakthrough, who was I?
But here’s the real breakthrough: just because you’re good at something doesn’t mean it should become your whole identity.
I am a healer—but I’m also a mother. A partner. A friend. A human being. And beyond that, I am a divine expression of Source. My worth exists just because I am. Nothing to prove. Nothing to earn.
A dear friend recently offered me three questions for discernment—originally intended for speaking, but they’ve echoed deeply in my heart around giving and serving:
Does this need to be said?
Does this need to be said right now?
Does this need to be said by me?
When I sat with whether I should share this post, the answer to all three was a resounding yes.
So, because of all this, I’m making radical changes to my business model. As of today, I will no longer offer one-off sessions or casual bookings. I am now offering only three client spots at a time—each committed to a 3-month deep healing container. This structure allows me to serve at the highest level while honoring my own nervous system, energy, and joy. All current packages will still be honored, of course, but moving forward, this is the sacred boundary I’m anchoring.
This change isn’t about limitation—it’s about expansion.
By shifting the way I work, I’m finally able to walk the talk of sustainability, embodiment, and self-respect. My clients won’t just get pieces of me between burnout cycles—they’ll receive the fullness of my attention, my creativity, my magic… and it will come from a well that is no longer running dry.
To my fellow healers, coaches, therapists, and soul-led space holders: if you’re resonating with this, I see you. I love you. And I beg you—please reflect on the way you’re holding your practice. Not from guilt. Not from fear. But from that deep, wise place inside that knows when it’s time to change. Your medicine is still sacred even if you serve fewer people. You are still divine even when you say no.
Let your healing matter as much as theirs.
Let your light feed you before it feeds the world.
…We are not meant to save everyone. We are meant to be ourselves fully, fiercely, unapologetically—and from there, our truest service flows.
Thank you for witnessing me in this shift.
I’m not walking away. I’m walking differently.
And—because I’m also a Manifesting Generator in Human Design, this shift isn’t about rigidity either. If you know anything about MGs, we’re here to respond to life with instinct, to pivot when things feel stale, and to create from a place of pure, present-tense passion. I move quickly. I evolve constantly. I need to shake things up in order to stay aligned and in integrity with myself.
So while this new model of only offering three deep healing containers is the structure that feels right right now… I trust that when (not if) I have the extra energetic capacity, or when a spark lights me up again, I may temporarily open up a handful of one-on-one sessions—not out of obligation, but from overflow and joy.
Because that’s the new standard: I give from my overflow, not from depletion. I serve when it lights me up, not when I’m losing parts of myself in the process.
So if you’re someone who’s been waiting for the “right time” to book something with me—stay connected. Those intuitive windows will open again, and when they do, you’ll feel it. I’ll feel it. And we’ll both know it’s time.
Until then, I’m committed to honoring what’s real—for me, and for the medicine I carry.
For those who are ready now—who feel the call to dive in, to commit fully to your healing, to walk alongside me in one of these sacred 3-month journeys—one of the three new client openings may be yours.
