05/10/2025
Thirty Years to Now
I began this path thirty years ago,
a bright-eyed student in the fall of â95,
majoring in psychologyâ
not yet knowing it was a science
steeped in math,
rooted in research,
anchored in the intricate dance
of neurons and mind.
The weight of it was heavy.
I was young,
and the rigor of academia
met the unspoken wounds of newly acquired trauma.
By the end of my sophomore year,
I stepped awayâ
not from learning,
but from the classroom.
I returned home to the scent of flowers,
helping at my parentsâ shop,
and seeking other ways to heal.
I found the love of my life and quickly
made my way to Colorado,
Where my hands learned the language of touch as a massage therapistâ
I began to sense the subtle realm as Reiki opened my awareness
to the energy that flows beneath all things.
My body discovered the wisdom of movement and stillness
through yoga and meditation as a student and teacher.
Motherhood awakened a love and inner strength deeper than anything I had ever known.
Sound healing and cacao ceremony
became sacred toolsâ
portals to presence, connection, and transformation.
And then,
one of the deepest layers revealed itself
through Somatic Experiencing,
I learned to listen to the language of the nervous system,
to heal from within,
and to guide others gently home to themselves.
I never stopped learning.
Books, podcasts, teachers, workshops, classesâŚ
each became a thread
in the tapestry of understanding.
For myself and my clientsâŚ
ThenâŚ
One class at a time,
in Denver,
then Georgia,
I gently returned
to the collegiate path I once paused.
Now, nearly three decades later,
I have completed what I beganâ
a Bachelor of Science in Psychology,
hard-earned,
deeply lived,
and wholly mine.
This fall,
I begin againâ
a Masterâs in Social Work at KSU,
this time not as a girl unsure of her footing,
but as a woman who knows the worth
of every step sheâs taken.
