Unfold Within

This was Nosara, Costa Rica in 2022.

The trip that changed my life.

I was exhausted, lost, and completely disconnected from myself.
I just knew I needed to get away…and be near the ocean.

Something in me knew I needed peace.
I didn’t fully understand it at the time…I just followed it.

And slowly, my days started to look different.

Gratitude walks on the beach.
Sunrises. Sunsets. Journaling. Breathwork.
Simple moments that helped me start finding my way back to myself.

I ate delicious food and enjoyed every bite.
I rested.
I slowed down.
I even had fun again.

And for the first time in a long time…I felt seen, heard, and loved.
Safe enough to breathe.
Safe enough to just be.

I enjoyed the funny moments in the middle of it all…like finding my “prince” 🐸

But at the same time, I was still being lovebombed daily.
E-transfers with messages of love...attempting to get me back.

And yet…something inside me had already started to shift.

I stopped abandoning myself.
I started coming back to myself.

Now I know my worth.
I recognize red flags.
I set boundaries.
And most importantly…I love myself 💗

I found my way back to me 🥰

This is my healing story. My healing journey.

And I’m so proud of how far I’ve come.

What I once thought would break me…ended up rebuilding me.

If this resonates with you, you can message me 🫶
I'm here 🤗

I used to plan and execute fun events for the office.

I loved bringing people together.
Creating experiences.
Making people smile.

Seeing others happy filled my cup.

And somehow…while I was doing all of that, I was quietly falling apart inside.

Behind the scenes, I was struggling in so many ways and no one could see it. I was dealing with abuse, barely sleeping, constantly crying, and running on empty most days.

But I still showed up.

I showed up to work.
I showed up for events.
I showed up for everyone else.

And I made sure everyone else was smiling…even when I wasn’t.

It felt like I was living a double life.

One version of me was capable, organized, and holding everything together.
The other version was exhausted, overwhelmed, and slowly losing myself.

Looking back now, I don’t know how I functioned through it all…but I did.
To this day, I still can't comprehend how I made it through...but I did.

I felt so alone and lost.
I was desperate for help.

But no matter which way I turned, I felt like I was stuck in it.

Now I finally see how much I was carrying inside myself.

And I'm so thankful for the one beautiful executive that I supported 💕

She saw it.
She recognized it.
And she helped me.

I know she knows who she is, and I will forever be grateful for her 🤍🤍🤍

The day we reconnected...we cried, we hugged...and we cried some more.
It was one of those moments that said everything without needing words.

Feel & Flow: A Cancer Season Full Moon Cacao & Breathwork Journey

Cancer season invites us inward.
Into the heart. Into the body. Into the emotions we’ve been too busy to fully feel.

Under this illuminating Full Moon, we gather in community to soften the armour, breathe through the heaviness, and reconnect to the parts of ourselves asking to be seen, held, and expressed.

This evening is a space to slow down and land.

Through sacred cacao, guided breathwork, movement, reflection, and nervous system grounding, you’ll be invited to release what no longer aligns and create space for deeper safety, clarity, connection, and emotional flow within yourself.

This is for the ones craving exhale.
For the ones holding too much.
For the ones learning that feeling is not weakness — it’s wisdom.

Together, we’ll move through the tides of Cancer season with tenderness, truth, and community. 🌊🤍

📅 June 26 | 6–10PM
📍 The Safe Landing Space, NW Calgary (exact location shared upon booking)
💫 Energetic Exchange: $88

🌟 Reserve your space and step into what's ready to unfold within you.
Send e-transfer to [email protected] or register via Eventbrite.⁠

https://www.eventbrite.ca/e/feel-flow-tickets-1990060470438

There was a time when my body didn’t feel safe…even if it looked fine from the outside.

It was my bestie's birthday. We got glammed up, we were laughing, we were dancing, and enjoying a night celebrating.

From the outside, everything looked normal.

But what people didn’t see was the difference between what was shown in public…and what I was experiencing at home.

He had a way of switching.
A version of him that people loved…and a version that I lived with behind closed doors.

That night, he showed up later and put on a show in front of everyone at the bar.
He always needed to have all the attention.

I remember standing on the dance floor feeling lost, embarrassed, and alone… freaking out inside while he was doing this Usher dance around me.

I still remember everyone being like "whattttt!!!!! look at him dance!!!!"
And I was standing there mortified. I hated him. But I couldn't get away.

To everyone else, it just looked like a good night out.
A fun relationship. A fun guy.

But I was not okay.

Even my bestie didn’t see what I was going through. She only knew what I told her. And from what she saw, it looked like I was in a perfect relationship.

That’s part of what made it so hard to leave…because from the outside, it didn’t match what I felt inside.

But I knew something wasn’t right.

And over time, what I felt inside kept getting louder.

I didn’t stay with him for long after that.

And now I understand that just because something looks okay to others… doesn’t mean it feels okay for you.

What I felt mattered too.

My gut was right.

I know this picture may be difficult for some to see, but I’m sharing it because this was part of my story…and it shows how far I’ve come.⁠

I never want anyone to feel alone in what they're going through.

This was me after a night of being emotionally worn down, deprived of sleep, and crying for hours.

He told me I was ugly…and I believed it.

I didn’t fully understand what was happening to me then.
At the time, I thought I was the problem.

Too emotional.
Too sensitive.
Too much.

I was the "crazy" one.

I just knew I had lost myself and something was really wrong.

Looking back now, I can clearly see what was happening.
I was living in survival mode.

I stopped eating.
I lost friends and family.
I hardly recognized myself anymore.

I didn't know my worth.
I felt like I was nothing.

I could barely function.

Now I know that wasn’t love.
That was 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹.

And no one should have to live like that.

If you're in something like this right now or have experienced this...just know you aren't alone.
I'm here for you every step of your journey 🤍

Healing is possible, even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.

DM me the word UNFOLD if you’re ready to start choosing yourself, your healing, and your journey back to you 🤍

Healing didn’t look the way I thought it would for me.

It wasn’t always beautiful or graceful.
A lot of the time it looked quiet.
Slow.
Intentional.

It looked like sleeping more.
Pulling away from the world for a while.
Sitting alone with myself and realizing how exhausted I truly was.

It looked like reading books that helped me understand myself differently.
Setting boundaries.
Learning how to say no.

It looked like losing people.
Outgrowing old versions of myself.
Learning to sit still instead of constantly running from what I felt.

It looked like learning what love actually was.
Learning how to love myself.
Choosing self care and self respect, even when it wasn't easy.
Choosing myself, even when it meant disappointing others.

It looked like finding breathwork, meditation, and mindfulness.
Finding moments where my body finally felt safe to soften and breathe again.

And somewhere along the way…
everything started changing.

Not overnight.
Not perfectly.
But slowly, gently, one breath at a time.

Now I guide others through the same kind of healing that once helped me find myself again.

Healing may not always look big from the outside…
but sometimes the quietest changes transform your entire life.

What did...or what does healing look like for you?