Yearning: From Poverty and Abuse
to Empowerment and Love
I grew up deeply below the poverty line in a single-mother household with two younger sisters, after my father died – surrounded by drug addiction, alcoholism, and verbal, mental, physical, and sexual abuse.
I craved love and support I had never known. A yearning so deep within me that I didn’t yet have words for it, only the ache of it, constant and unnamed.
Always with a diary.
Healing: A Journey to Self-Discovery
and Acceptance
When my father died, I was seven years old. Much of the pressure fell to my shoulders as I became co-parent to my sisters. I was angry, and spent my adolescent years feeling never good enough, as though dreams didn’t matter, as though my innermost self had to stay hidden.
I met my now-wife when I was 17. We moved into our first apartment at 19. I was still confused, still navigating poverty but for the first time in my life, I was safe and loved. I had never been so seen.
Held by her, I finally had the space to explore my spirituality. And everything began to open.
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The Untamed Priestess
For the past fifteen years, I have been learning to heal from my past trauma and I continue to do that work every day. I have leaned deeply into the Divine Feminine as a Priestess of Badb.
As a certified spiritual coach, Pagan Ordained Minister, and Reiki Master, I created this space and my practice to hold others who walk similar paths and who are ready for support.
This work is personal. It is sacred. And it is for you, too.
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Read My Work
You were never meant to be tame. Welcome home.