The Beauty of Being Human™ was born of my need to see it all as beautiful: the sobbing, snotty tears; the earth-shaking screams I had to release in the sanctity of my automobile; the awkward embarrassing moments I thought I would never live down; and the shared sparkling smile in someone’s eye; the lasting sweetness of a genuine, caring hug; feeling fabulous when hiking to the peak of a mountain or glancing myself in the mirror, radiant and healthy; and that smell and look and feel of the new car with leather seats, huge moon-roof and rockin’ stereo I had saved up for.

All of it Beautiful. All of it Human.

I was raised an only-child in a late 1960’s, in a Midwestern, middle-class family. We seemed to have all the goods to look successful from the outside, but there was a lot of stuffed-emotion hidden inside the walls of our home. When we moved to Seattle in 1979, my mom began to unravel. Trying to keep control of her feelings and all she had lost in the move, and other areas of her life along the way, she became overly-harsh, forcing attempts at perfection on herself, on my dad, and on me. The compound stress of living in a new part of the country, new job and school, trying to make new friends, new community, new everything that didn’t settle into a new comfortable way of being, it eventually burst into a hundred pieces... my running away and later a suicide attempt by a very pubescent me; ten years later way too many attempts to leave this earth by my mother; and all so much energy spent looking for comfort in over-eating, over-shopping, and over-fantasizing about a boy coming to take me away from it all. I felt horrible about myself. I felt lonely. I felt unloved. And I so wanted all those things! Love, comfort, confidence and self-esteem.

Forty years later, a tenacious half-lifetime of learning and growing and creating, I am blessed for who I am and the way I feel. I am grateful for the tools I have learned to transcend who I was (and I am even grateful for the less-than-comfortable life that inspired my need to learn them), tools from: therapists and self-help books galore, years in the 12-Steps and NLP and hypnotherapy, plus the great wisdom of many ancient, energetic and mindfulness practices from all over the world.

I now feel the peace and freedom to be my full, confident and healthy self (sometimes snotty crying and yelling alone in the car, often laughing at my mistakes and smiling big, all with an incredible loving heart and healthy body). It is my pleasure and my daily gift to share these tools—tools that make healing and empowerment kind, magical, and fairly swift.

I love seeing my clients lit up, from the inside out; living the life they want to live, a life that calls to their hearts.

I love providing a space where honesty is safe and freeing, and the past is a place that propels us into greater ease and fulfillment, now and into the future.

I love supporting my clients to step into their own reverence of Life, where the power of our intuition comes through to honor and gift us with wisdom, care, vision and right action.

To witness You Being Who You Truly Are: Connected to your heart, body and mind—the full experience and essence of your being—that is real-life magic to me.  You are magic!

It is indeed my greatest joy to live and create the Beauty of Being Human.