About

My
Story

I was raised on the Navajo Nation, where the land is a tender guardian. I spent much of my early childhood sheepherding with my great-grandmother, a chantway (medicine) singer. From her, I learned how to live in relationship—with the earth, with the elements, with the sacred. Mornings began with corn pollen offerings. Evenings ended in prayer, song, and the sound of her batten on the loom, weaving. Ceremony wasn’t something we went to; ritual was not reserved for special occasions—it was the way we lived. Art was not commodity—it was prayer in motion, a conversation with ancestors and our relations woven into every thread.

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After the age of eight, my life split between two worlds: the red earth of the reservation and the fast-paced rhythm of Northern California, where I lived with my father. At thirteen I discovered pottery. At fourteen, I discovered yoga—and though I didn’t yet have language for what they stirred in me, I felt the resonance of each practice deep in my bones. In a time when I was straddling identities and landscapes, yoga and art became my solace. 

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In the early part of my career, I followed the startup path, then corporate America—eventually becoming a Senior Client Executive at Verizon, managing a territory that stretched from Central California to the Tijuana border. I was ranked 4th in the country, had the title, the income, the lifestyle. But inside, I was unraveling.

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I burned out. My body bore the weight—migraines, anxiety, and a gnawing sense of disconnection. I saw firsthand how the corporate world demanded constant performance, yet offered little room for compassion, integrity, or rest. So, I turned inward—deepening my yoga practice and rediscovering the healing power of breath, sound, energy work, and pottery.

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In an effort to make sense of the loss I’d felt while assimilating into materialist Western culture, I began to study various wisdom traditions: Zen Buddhism, Yoga, Christian mysticism, and Advaita Vedanta. I also explored systemic healing modalities such as Internal Family Systems (IFS), Jungian psychology, Nonviolent Communication, Authentic Relating, Animist Psychology, NLP, and Family Constellation work. This journey also led me through a Priestess Initiation, where I’ve been diving more deeply into divination, ancestral mediumship, and ceremony.

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After leaving the corporate grind, I returned to my roots on Diné Bikeyah (Window Rock, Arizona). I trained in Rishikesh, India to become a certified yoga teacher, and continued my path as a Sound Healer, Reiki Master, Breathwork Facilitator, and Executive Coach. Dedicating myself to making these healing modalities more readily available to my community back home on the Navajo Nation.

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I’m deeply grateful for the mentors who have helped shape this medicine path: Gina Breedlove, beloved mentor and teacher in Grief Doula work and Soul Retrieval. Dr. Jaiya John, dear kin and guide whose poetic medicine inspires the words I hope to share with the world. And Caitriona Reed and Michele Benzamin-Miki, esteemed Zen Buddhist masters who studied with Thich Nhat Hanh and have lovingly trained me in Family Constellation work.

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Today, I guide others—leaders, seekers, grieving hearts—back to themselves. I create spaces where tradition meets transformation, where ancestral wisdom lives alongside modern healing modalities. Whether I’m singing over crystal bowls, coaching executive teams, or making pottery with horsehair, everything I do is an offering. A prayer back to harmony. A return to Hózhó.