Finding safety in my Sacred Heart…

Over the last decade, I’ve come out again and again—each time shedding a layer, wandering lost, searching for my people… searching for myself.

Early imprints of un-belonging, gaslighting, and abuse distorted my self-perception. Humiliation clung to me like a second skin.

I lived closeted (in more ways than one) for many years.

For protection, I hid my Truth & I wore masks to get by. 

I pretended—offering the world only a diluted version of my brilliance, hoping it would be enough to keep me safe.

Over the years, I slowly liberated myself: I came out, discovered my neurodivergence, untethered myself from harm and created boundaries…

Even with nearly a decade of therapy and healing under my belt, safety still felt foreign. I couldn’t access the truth of who I was— not fully.

I was riddled with shame, trying desperately to fix & improve myself.

Despite being out, queer and in love, I watched these shame-based “fixing” patterns slowly implode the life & relationship I thought I wanted.

It took this all time low to show me the depths of shame that were keeping heart closed, my Essence hidden & much muchness tamed.

Soon after my painful breakup, I was invited to an intimate ritual with dancing & the claiming of my heart’s desire. It was just the medicine my broken, closed heart needed.

Feeling safe to be seen totally nude, stripped down to my truth, dancing in desire & celebrated in my muchness changed me.

My heart began to reawaken as shame melted. 

I became enamored with the well of my own Sacred Heart, & obsessed with removing the layers of shame that kept my best parts hidden away under a protective mask.

I fantasized about sitting in circle with fellow women, queer & neurodivergent folks, worshiping life together. We would be dancing, celebrating one another and living the goodness; expressing our innocence boldly.

I devoted myself to living this into being privately, in the FORTRESS of my own heart & life.

I began to see that orienting myself to the life I desired: one of goodness, ease and liberation.

I began to grieve as layers of shame melted away. 

In shame’s place, vitality, tenderness, connection and goodness emerged. 

Now, I live devoted to this goodness—privately, yes, but also in communion. And The FORTRESS was born from this devotion.

Where there was gaslighting and abuse—now, clarity and Truth.
Where there was shame and humiliation—now, liberation and expression.
Where there was loneliness—now, intimacy and communion.
Where there was fear and stuckness—now, I dance with life.
Where there was masking and diminishment—now, safety in being my Full Self.
Where there was fragmentation—now, wholeness.
Where there was codependency—now, I belong to myself so I can belong with you.

This transformation wasn’t inevitable. It was hard-won…

I had to learn how to:

  • Guard the emerging goodness within me.

  • Trust my power, and protect my Truth.

  • Honor my heart as sacred and good.

  • Call in a community that could celebrate my muchness.

  • Give myself full permission to shine.

  • Grieve all I had lost, and rage for what I deserved.

  • Become the adult I’d been waiting for.

  • See myself clearly, no matter who disapproved.

  • Let my body move at her own pace, and stop overriding her wisdom.

It took time. 

It took support.

It took (the right) community. 

This is not work that can be done quickly, alone, by reading a book or doing a self-healing course.

Shame can’t be alchemized in isolation.

It asks us to take the brave, doable risk of healing in relationship.

That’s why I created The Fortress—the most sacred and comprehensive container I’ve conjured in over a decade of coaching.

Inside, you’ll be invited to go after what you want, dance with life, and express your Full Self in communion with others who see and celebrate you.

This isn’t just a “program.”

It’s a sanctuary.

A remembering.

A return.

To your people.

To your Truth.

To Spirit.

Will you join us & see what’s possible?