Your Catalyst for Transformation

A Mystic forged in the fires of personal and collective transformation. My path was not born in serenity, but in the raw, unfiltered intensity of human desire, power, and unyielding survival.

I was born into a family shadowed by severe abuse, mental cruelty, and alcoholism—a crucible that etched the language of trauma into my very bones from the earliest breath. In that chaotic forge, I learned survival not as a child’s game, but as a Soul’s initiation: navigating a parent’s rage storms, emotional manipulation, and the numbing haze of addiction. This was my first teacher—the harsh mirror of dysfunction that taught me how wounds whisper lies of unworthiness, how cruelty rewires the heart to expect betrayal, how alcoholism drowns the Spirit in chaos and codependency.

And then I repeated the cycle.

I married a man who physically assaulted me—shattering my spine in an act of violence that left me broken on the floor. Surgeons rebuilt me with two titanium cages, fusing vertebrae to hold my body together. Doctors delivered a prognosis: “You will live in pain. You will need narcotics for the rest of your life.”

I refused to accept this as my fate.

From 2012 to 2015, I lived on a regimen of pharmaceutical painkillers—three years of chemical numbness. In 2015, I divorced the man, began the grueling work of relearning to walk again, and quit all narcotics against medical orders. I detoxed my body, reclaimed my nervous system, and turned my back on the allopathic nightmare that had failed me.

I was once closed to Energy healing.

I scoffed at woo. I trusted only scalpels and pills.

But after betrayal by modern medicine—after being told my body was a lost cause—I opened.

I surrendered to holistic pathways: Somatic release, Plant medicine, Meditation, Energy work, Shamanic journeying, Solfeggio healing tones, and more.

And my body responded. Woo works!

The scars from those surgeries remain—jagged lines etched across my back.

I do not hide them.

I have Alchemized them into Sacred sigils—runes of resilience, tattoos of triumph.

They are NOT marks of victimhood.

They are proof:

• That I will never again allow another to lay violent hands on me.
• That I refused a lifetime sentence of pain and pills.
• That I chose Sovereignty over surrendering to the program.

This foundation—familial abuse → repeated trauma → physical annihilation → defiant rebirth—propelled me into over twenty years of Sacred service, including fifteen years as a Dominatrix. In those chambers, I held space for CEOs, physicians, clergy, government officials, parents, veterans, creatives, and seekers—witnessing how shame festers, how trauma distorts, and how the body remembers everything.

Then, in 2017–2018, a spontaneous Kundalini rising shattered my world. What began as a tremor became a full-spectrum Spiritual Awakening—an Initiation that rewrote my Soul’s purpose. In the blaze of that Ascent, I saw clearly: I was never meant to feed distortions. I was meant to transmute them.

The same hands that once commanded now channel Divine light.

The same voice that once gave orders now speaks truth to the Soul.

The same scarred, rebuilt spine now stands tall—unbroken, unbowed.

I became a Spiritual guide, not by study alone—but by navigating the Initiation myself.

I know the terrain of massive Spiritual shifts: the disorientation, psychic openings, ego deaths, body on fire, past-life floods, relationship collapses, and the integration that turns chaos into crown. I have lived it. I have guided hundreds through it.

This Awakening revealed a deeper truth: all sexuality is Sacred when rooted in Divine union. The body is not a battlefield—it is a temple. Desire is not a sin—it is a Prayer.

Because I have walked through generational abuse, domestic violence, medical betrayal, pharmaceutical dependency, and Kundalini rebirth, I meet you without illusion. I do not flinch from your darkness. I do not rush you toward Light. I hold the tension until integration emerges—and you step into Creator Consciousness.

My over twenty years of experience have given me an unparalleled education in:

• Consent as a Spiritual practice — boundaries as self-reverence, forged in the fire of violation.
• Power dynamics as mirrors — True authority resides within, especially when stolen by force.
• The body as a map of the Soul — reading Energy to locate and release wounds, informed by my own fractured-and-healed spine.
• Shame as a Sacred signal — a call to Alignment.
• Spiritual Awakening as a Sacred crisis — guiding integration so power becomes embodied, not overwhelming.
• Pain as a portal — transmuting physical, emotional, and energetic agony into unbreakable Sovereignty.

I no longer engage in that former work. I have transcended it—not out of judgment, but Evolution.

My purpose now: Healing. Awakening. Integration. Mastery.

And I have a particular calling for two Sacred journeys:

1. Those trapped in trauma’s lens — after years of abuse, seeing only danger or victim Consciousness.

2. Those whose Spiritual cage has just exploded open — Kundalini rising, gifts activating, identity (ego) dissolving.

I have guided both. I have been both. I have been the woman on the floor—and the woman who stood back up.

Drawing from my own emergence from abuse, assault, surgical reconstruction, narcotic chains, and Kundalini Initiation—I hold you as memories surface as electric storms, as you shed “victim” and step into “I create.” I anchor you as your Spiritual power stabilizes, ensuring it does not consume you—but becomes you.

This is rewiring and remembrance.

From reactivity to response-ability.

From scarcity to Sovereign Abundance.

From “I am what happened to me” to “I am the one who chooses—and channels—what happens next.”

I have seen the moment the lens cracks—and the crown opens:

• The first love received without bracing.
• The first boundary set without apology.
• The first orgasm that belongs to you.
• The first vision of a future you author.
• The first time you stand in a body once broken—and know it is Divine.

This is the Alchemy I live for. This is the work I was reborn to do.

Rooted in pain. Forged in violence. Healed by The Prime Creator. Blooming as your beacon.

If you carry shame, betrayal, Awakening disorientation, chronic pain, or the desire to bless your new home with harmony—know this:

I have held space for every version of you. Now, I hold space for your Becoming.

Ready to rise?