Love matters to me.

Anchoring into the body matters to me.

Creating sacred space, internally and externally, matters to me.

I am in service to our holy humanness, and to the Mystery that weaves us.

I identify as a woman, priestess, mystic, dakini, witch, magician, human, soul…and nothing at all.

I have spent almost ten years now on a path of embedding ritual into my life, deepening through many philosophies, practices, and places of devotion. What I’ve learned is that ultimately the true temple lives within me, right at the core, god lives within my own heart, and all the power ever needed is in my womb.

I am a devotee to the mysteries of Magdalena, and am in deep exploration of Mary Magdalene’s Gospel. These teachings are expanding my capacity, comprehension, and embodiment of what it means to live equally as a vulnerable, tender human, and a powerful, unconditionally loving soul.

I believe that the mess of being a human - in all our emotional, erotic, & enigmatic glory - is just as spiritual (if not more) as any spiritual/healing/religious endeavour. That learning to love the lost parts of ourselves is a path in and of itself.

It is my prayer that we may all remember, embody, and learn to live from the love that we are.