It was through my own experience of relational trauma that my world turned upside-down — and yet through the loss, my own calling and purpose became clear.

My take on therapy

We all need someone to journey with us through this life. In times of confusion and loss we may attempt at turning to family and friends, but feel left wanting. I’ve found very few people, and very rare friends who have had the ability to meet me exactly where I’m at in seasons of deep pain and loss. These friends have embodied the wise soul in an ancient proverb that expresses “a person’s heart is as deep as the ocean, but a person of understanding can draw it out.” Therapy is meant to draw out the places of our hearts that are left unknown to us — the deepest waters which need to be drawn out through wisdom and understanding. We also face incredibly complex life circumstances which cannot be journeyed alone. My hope is to provide a safe space, where you can be fully received, exactly where you are — all filters off. No matter where you find yourself, you were not meant to navigate alone.

my story

I am one of the few rare left who had a childhood in Colorado. However, I don’t identify with most natives as the majority of my adult becoming was spent while living in Europe. These experiences have left me feeling like an always-in-between-worlds, third-culture adult. My heart is always here and simultaneously somewhere else in the world.

Living in another culture has forever shaped the way I see the world. I most identify as a nine on the enneagram, and as most nines do, can easily see the validity in another’s perspective. But more than this, my experiences abroad allowed me to encounter and journey alongside of people on the fringe of society - the sex-trafficked, the refugee, the muslim, and the homeless. I was exposed to trauma, grief, loss, and so much beauty through these men and women whom I met from all over the world.

It wasn’t until my own experience of relational trauma and deep loss that I came to understand firsthand, the power of presence. Having a witnesses in the midst of such darkness gave me enough light to continue forward. While everyone else was moving to Colorado to start their adventure, my adventure felt like it was ending. I had returned to the States after a decade — brokenhearted, disillusioned, and far from home. Yet it was in this season that my life purpose became more clear — to be a seeker of Shalom (peace, wholeness, harmony) with God, with the community around me, and with myself. 

While I’d rather be discovering another country, I’m experiencing newfound delight in hiking, snowshoeing, and soaking in the hot springs around beautiful Colorado with my husband and daughter.