From haunted spaces to sacred remembrance
I have seen and sensed spirits for as long as I can remember. As a child, I lived in a haunted house. Spirits would visit me in the night, hovering at the edge of my bed, whispering through the veil. I didn’t always understand what I was witnessing—but I felt it deeply. In grade school, I unknowingly helped my first spirit cross into the light, opening the door to what would one day become my sacred calling.
For years, I turned away from my gifts—haunted not only by spirits, but also by trauma, fear, addiction, anxiety, and the weight of unspoken truths.
I tried to silence the visions. I tried to forget.
But Spirit never stopped speaking—sometimes fragmented, sometimes frightening, always insistent.
Two near-death experiences—including the birth of my daughter—cracked me open. These thresholds realigned me with my purpose.
A life-changing session with a shaman reawakened what I had always known—
I am here to walk between worlds—to guide, to witness, and to bring light to what others fear to face alone.
Today, I serve as an intuitive medium, psychopomp, energy healer, and sacred space holder.