My Story

I know what it feels like to live in hustle mode.

For much of my life, success and achievement were my primary focus. I was the over-achiever who started college the summer before everyone else, worked my way through school, graduated, and entered the business world ready to prove myself.

I climbed the corporate ladder, sat in boardrooms with CEOs, and negotiated multi-million dollar business contracts. From the outside, I looked capable, driven, and successful.

And I was.

But I was also learning how to hold too much.

Along the way, one of my two daughters was born with Congenital Heart Disease. For years, I juggled a demanding career, motherhood, medical appointments, family responsibilities, and the emotional weight of trying to keep everyone and everything steady.

Then during an open-heart surgery, my daughter experienced a massive stroke.

That moment changed the direction of my life.

I stepped away from my corporate career to focus on my family, not knowing that decision would open doors I never expected: writing a book, co-founding a national nonprofit organization, volunteering and traveling on international mission trips, becoming a wellness enthusiast, and eventually becoming a registered yoga instructor.

Over the years, I worked with nonprofit organizations serving the aging community and people with disabilities. I coached franchise business owners in building profitable, sustainable, purpose-driven businesses.

The common thread was clear.

I was always helping.
Always coaching.
Always serving.
Always holding space for someone else.

But I still had not learned how to truly care for myself.

My wake-up call came when my hair began falling out and I received a diagnosis of Alopecia, an autoimmune condition that ultimately changed the way I saw my body, my identity, and my relationship with self-care.

Losing my hair was devastating. It was embarrassing, humiliating, and impossible to hide from emotionally, even when I tried to hide it physically.

But it also became an invitation.

An invitation to stop running.
An invitation to listen to my body.
An invitation to learn what self-love really means.

As my hair was falling out, I enrolled in yoga teacher training, changed my diet and lifestyle, began studying wellness more deeply, and started advocating for busy women to take back their health and their lives.

I later became certified as an Integrative Nutrition Health Coach through the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and launched my health coaching practice. At first, I worked with women around nutrition, gut health, yoga, and physical wellbeing.

But over time, I noticed something important.

I could teach women how to eat healthier.
I could guide them through yoga and movement.
I could offer tools for physical wellness.

But there was still something deeper asking to be seen.

The phrase I heard again and again was:

“I just don’t know who I am anymore.”

That sentence changed my work.

I realized that women did not just need another wellness plan. They needed a way back to themselves.

So I began hosting Self-Care Bootcamps, which first started in my basement. Those gatherings grew into women’s circles, weekend retreats, and deeply restorative experiences where women could pause, breathe, reflect, and remember who they were beneath all they had been carrying.

After retreats, women would often say:

“This was amazing, but now I have to go back home. How do I feel this way in the middle of my everyday life?”

That question became the seed for the Self-Care Compass Method™ and the Self-Care Sanctuary.

Today, my work is devoted to guiding women back to their own inner compass.

I help women feel truly seen and heard, release the guilt that keeps them from prioritizing their needs, and create soul-nourishing self-care without guilt.

Because self-care is not selfish.

It is self-preservation.

And every woman deserves a way back home to herself.

I know what it costs to keep going when your body is asking you to stop.