My deepest self awareness has actually unfolded during my journey as a space-holder.

A bit about my path…

For most of my life and certainly a large portion of my personal growth path, the depth of my wounds remained elusive to me.

I worked with many medicines and many practitioners in a variety of modalities over about a 10 year span yet was unable to begin to reach the core of my dis-ease in my adult life. I had grown and changed a lot, yet still unconsciously I was hovering over the surface of my pain.

At the age of 42, I experienced the “perfect storm”. I became a mother, was initiated into the Bwiti tradition, and co-founded an Iboga retreat with my husband Anthony. Each one of these rights of passage would be enough to do the deepest personal dive ever known. I was handed all three within 3 months of one another. 

I grew up in a very loving yet broken home with two parents who were both wounded descendants from addicted and highly dysfunctional families.

Though I didn’t see it at the time, I experienced emotional and physical abuse, sexual abuse that became repressed, high levels of codependency, enmeshment and control. As most of us do, I normalized these experiences, feeling like I had a pretty happy childhood. Because of this belief I had constructed I could never understand how I was attracting so many destructive and toxic experiences and why I carried so much anger and frustration.