I am a dreamer, an artist, a sensitive, joyful soul. Creative expression is my driving force.

I was an interior designer for nearly two decades, eventually running my own business. A growing desire to be fed by work on a soul level, and to help others in a more heartfelt way, combined with the Covid shutdown, gave me the space and courage to change course at midlife and go back to school.

Going back to school was not something I had ever believed would be in my trajectory. Although I had done a couple of years of college way back when, I had never finished, and for most of my life, I was quite fine with not having a college degree. Becoming a therapist meant I would have to complete my undergraduate degree and then earn a Master’s. I am the first person in my family to have a graduate-level degree.

While interior design was something I fell into, being a therapist has been a calling. I chose a degree focused on expressive arts therapy (EXAT) because somehow I knew I needed to awaken the dormant artist inside me, to claim that title which I had up till then, not truly owned. Using an arts-centered perspective in my work appeals to my highly visual, neurodivergent brain; it gives me the framework and the space to show up for my clients as a whole person and a fellow soul having a human experience.

When we allow ourselves to be led by the creative spirit, we commune with our authentic Self. And in that experience, we contact our source of deepest belonging.

I live in the Bay Area with my husband of 17 years and our dog. I have a beautiful morning ritual of dreamwork, journaling, and meditation that continues to amaze and humble me. I love to make art, hand sew, roller skate, garden, and watch sweeping historical dramas on PBS.