I was born the daughter of Anne,
grand-daughter of Anne and Virginia,
great-grand-daughter of Philomena, Jennie, Elizabeth, and Sarah.
I am a writer, land steward, womxn’s coach, and ancestral folk medicine keeper.
I am a storyteller, deep fertile listener, and gather-er of community.
I come from a line of strong women who had to smile to survive.
I was born with an innate ability to perform —an intuitive knowing that in order to belong and feel loved, I must make sure everything is OK for everyone (except me). Be a “good girl”, don’t make waves. Live for the praise of others. These whispers were louder for a long time.
I am the child of loving parents who did the best they could, but still - I struggled for most of my life with feeling like I didn’t belong. I often felt separate and excluded, and it cut...deeply.
At an early age, I observed bullying and watched cliques form at school. Even though everything in my body wanted to scream, at times I even tried to fit in with the popular girls just to get a sense of community.
But those compromises never felt good. In fact, they felt horrible.
I’ve dedicated my life and work to supporting womxn in experiencing a deep sense of belonging through connecting with the cycles of nature, ancestral wisdom, working with their hands, and being in meaningful sisterhood. I have seen it set them free time and time again, going on to start circles in their towns, quit their toxic jobs, and shift the dynamics of their relationships.
I am a woman of known ancestry of British, Welsh, Scottish, Irish, French, German, and eastern European origins, flowing further back to the Celtic, Pict, Norse, and Anglo Saxon tribes (and the nameless ones going even further than that).
I am a straight cis-woman in a long-term, monogamous, heterosexual partnership with a cis-man of Balkan and eastern European descent. I am able-bodied with “invisible” health burdens related to autoimmune conditions.
I have access to education, healthcare, and safe housing without substantial worry of lifelong debt. I practice an earth-based spirituality rooted in the ancestral lineages of pre-Christian Old Europe.
With gratitude, I live on the ancestral lands of the Coast Miwok and Southern Pomo indigenous people — known today as the Federated Indians of Graton Rancheria — near Mount Tamalpais and the Point Reyes seashore.
This community is filled with womxn like me. Womxn like you.
- Womxn who are overcoming debilitating perfectionism.
- Womxn who feel isolated in their communities and work.
- Womxn who are drawn to working with their hands and talking about history and their ancestry.
- Womxn who feel a deep connection to the cycle of seasons and the earth beneath them.
- Womxn who see handwork as more than something frivolous — but as a deeply ancient, personal, and beautiful necessity.
- Womxn looking at their hands and seeing all the possibilities and stories held within them.
I honor the incredibly generous teachers and mentors I’ve had over the years, whose lineages I am proud to be a part of, and whose works has inspired my own.
Deep gratitude to Nisha Moodley, for holding me through 2 years of deep unraveling of my old programming and showing and teaching me what it means to be in sacred sisterhood. To Katina Mercadante, whose guidance, friendship, and continued support in our empowerment work keeps me on the path of my true core virtue and digging even deeper into how that manifests in the world. To Liz Migliorelli, whose teaching in Folk Medicine and Magic of Old Europe opened up the portal to connecting with my own European earth-based indigenous roots and with the plants from a deeply rooted space that continues to serve my work in the world. To Rain Crowe, whose teaching in The Burning Times Never Ended supported me through an even deeper integration of our history and how to apply it to my work today. To Lara Veleda Vesta, whose teaching on ancestral connection has helped me go deeper in my own ancestral journey to achieve a gnosis that could only be mine. To Lola Pickett, who held and mentored me in the transformation and reclamation of my name and my true work. To Jean Shinoda Bolen, whose book, The Millionth Circle, has helped guide me in the principles of circle holding. To Grandmother Sarah McLean Bicknell, whose mentorship in indigenous dreaming, ancestral constellation, and returning to indigenous earth ways has supported me deeply. To Shelby Leigh, whose work with Creating Safe Space has helped me to be a more trauma-informed facilitator. To Jerrigrace Lyons, whose work in conscious dying and death midwifery has supported me in grief literacy and knowledge of rituals in death.