I have always been guided.

As a little girl, I didn’t just play in nature, I communed with her. The plants spoke, the animals revealed themselves were teachers. Those in the spirit realm felt as real and present as my own breath. This was not imagination. This was my first language, one I would spend years learning to trust again.

Life, in its early seasons, was not gentle with me. I was labeled a “sensitive child” in a world that often felt unbearably dark. By age five, my body carried health hurdles. The emotional weight of the world pressed in, and I learned early what it meant to feel too much. But sensitivity, I would come to discover, is not a weakness. It is a doorway.

My connection with nature never left me. It became my anchor. A living reminder that guidance is always available, always whispering, always waiting to be heard. That open communication with plants, animals and spirit became my channel to guides, light beings, and ultimately, to my own inner wisdom.

In college, I studied Psychology, seeking tools to help children navigating the same emotional difficulties I had known. But it was in my twenties, when I began exploring alternative healing modalities, that my own path truly bloomed. Traditional medicine had offered no relief, no answers. But this path, rooted in energy, in intuition, in instinctual ways of my Yaqui Native American heritage, this path awakened something in me that had never truly been asleep. I began to remember what I had always knows. Everything we need is within us.

My goal now is simple. To share the tools that helped me remember. Not to fix anyone, but to walk beside them as they find their own inner peace, their own confidence, their own way through. Because the guidance that walked with me since childhood…It walks with you too. Always has. Always will.