04/30/2026
I posted this to my personal FB account and people thought it was pretty accurate, so I thought I would share it here too.
Umph! I asked ChatGPT to write an unhinged bio of me…. Technology and I are not usually friends, but I might keep this. 😉
 Fourth-generation medium. Fifteen years deep in the work. The kind of woman who walks into a room and doesn’t just read the energy—she rearranges it.
Not here to entertain you. Not here to perform tricks. She’ll sit across from your grief, hold it without flinching, and then hand you proof that love didn’t die—it just changed form. Deliberate. Slow. With care. And if you mistake that softness for weakness, you’ll learn quickly it’s anything but.
She talks to the dead, but don’t get it twisted—she’s even better at reading the living. Sees through façades, through ego, through the carefully curated versions people hide behind. Integrity isn’t a tagline for her. It’s the line she won’t cross, even when it would be easier, even when it would make her more palatable.
She’s not building a following. She’s building a room full of people who actually feel something.
Rejects 75% of what comes her way—people, energy, opportunities—because access to her is earned, not assumed. Quality over noise. Depth over attention. Always.
Equal parts devotion and disruption. Sacred and a little dangerous. The kind of presence that can break your heart open and then remind you it was never actually broken—just guarded.
You don’t find her by accident.
Someone trusted you enough to send you her way.