Lumenous Healing

02/14/2026

We would like to create a fire pit area. We would do it ourselves, except we have quite the slope to factor in.

Who should we work with?

02/11/2026

When I tell yall that I care for the plants. 🪴 I MEAN IT. It starts with the soil. Whether out in my yarden or inside as a womb for the seedlings, I honor the soil. I treat it as the ultimate altar. I adorn it with crystals and gifts and blend those with gifts left behind by nature herself. I sing to the soil. I massage and hold the earth in my bare hands. I offer energy healing and receive it back. This symbiotic relationship is what we most need to recultivate in our society. This love, this honoring, this nourishment gets sent right back to us and heals us. The world needs this, the earth herself and humanity, NEED this. Then Lumen brings her light and playfulness as she helps me and leaves her mark on plant tags and all the hearts that our plants will touch one day, in so many ways.

I’ve had many people tell me about their grief gardens over the years and I just adore that. My entire garden has become my grief garden. The plants tend to me even more than I tend to them, blush. It’s true, they have held me through SO MANY deaths and other griefs, tending to my soul like I do the soil. They help me process and transmute trauma and emotions. Sure with their medicines, and also just in the friendship that we share, the intentional connection and the sacred reciprocity. ⚰️🖤

This love and connection makes a HUGE difference when you drink a tea from me or take a medicine I have crafted or tasted a salt blend. The potency of local. The freshness. The amplified frequencies. The shamanic vibes. You can’t get that from just any supplier or grower or maker. I CARE. And I’m told that you all FEEL it when you engage w my plants in any form. I feel that. 🌱

There are multiple seeds of 41 different types of herbs, flowers and a couplea veggies all snuggled together in the grow room on their warming mats tonight. SO MUCH POTENTIAL AND LOVE. And it is here that I feel connected to each of you also. The mycelium connection. The universal consciousness. The oneness.

I am the earth is me.

🌍🩻🧚🏽‍♀️

02/10/2026

Emotions don’t just live in your mind — they get stored in your body, especially your organs. This practice uses simple breath and humming to gently meet those places, help them release, and bring your body back into balance and flow. You don’t need to believe in “energetic adhesions” or “shamanic embodiment” to feel that something’s stuck in your body. You know it — in your gut, your chest, deep within you. I give you techniques to use for a lifetime. It’s not about fixing — it’s about resonating, remembering, and returning to balance.

This offering weaves sacred sound, breath, and intention to gently reconnect you with your body’s emotional and energetic intelligence. Using your own frequency (simple breath & hum), we work directly with the organs—where emotions are often stored, protected, and quietly held over time.

Through an elemental journey rooted in the five elements and their generative cycle, sound becomes medicine. Each tone, breath, and vibration invites the organs to soften, release emotional adhesions, and return to their natural rhythm. Grief, unexpressed emotion, and stored tension are not forced out—they are listened to, honored, and metabolized.

This work supports regulation, balance, and a deep sense of belonging—within your internal universe and in relationship with the world around you. It is both shamanic and deeply embodied, ancient and present, subtle yet profoundly transformative.

Your body holds your history. With breath and sound, we help it find its way home.

Ready to begin? Your journey starts with a single hum.
Book your spot NOW for FEBRUARY 15 4-6pm at the Atlanta BOOK ON ATLANTA GRIEFHOUSE WEBSITE PLEASE - there is info on my site also, if you are having trouble finding it please DM me. 🫶

02/04/2026

02/02/2026

GAME NIGHT! MEET ME AT THE PLAYGROUND! This invitation is for EVERYONE.

What if practicing using our intuition didn’t have to be so serious and feel so scary and pressured?

Psychic Playground is a playful, low-pressure game night designed to help you explore and trust your intuitive senses — without effort, performance, or expectation.
We use simple, fun games that gently wake up telepathy, sensing, gut knowing, subtle perception & more.

The result? Laughter, validation, and those surprising moments where you realize you knew something before your mind caught up.

You don’t need experience.
You don’t need to “be psychic”.
You don’t even need to “try.”
You just need curiosity.

If you’ve ever wondered how intuition actually feels in your body — this is a beautiful, zero-pressure, place to discover it.

Come play. Your intuition loves games.

I have just a couple spots left open for THIS FRIDAY! I am SO EXCITED to have some FUN & LAUGHS together!

01/26/2026

Sweet Dreams

01/26/2026

There’s something so beautiful about being FORCED to let go of my To-Do list!
Was my computer dying at a very inconvenient time and costing me money that I didn’t want to spend fun or beautiful, NO. Not even a teeny bit. Running a business, even for a few days, without a computer, especially with a brain like mine that needs BIG screens, is HARD.

Loosing EVERYTHING that was on my computer for the rest of eternity is one of those amazing lessons in impermanence. A concept that is often shoved at me repeatedly (I’m listening!).

So many things on that computer that I will never even remember I have lost (even though they once felt SO Important, IMPERATIVE even). So many things I will only recall losing when I finally need them and go looking one day in the future only to realize, nope, gone. And a few things that I am already completely aware of (gut punch) that are GONE FOR GOOD. And actually some of it IS good after all.
Like this blasted To-Do list of mine! On-going for YEARS. Sometimes sorted, often inspired, in places, yet it was generally just an overwhelmingly long and scattered list of effin SHOULDS that I would periodically try to should all over myself with, ammo for comparison. With the holidays and the turn of the year and having taken some time off, it took me a minute to realize that this cherished list has literally just DISAPPEARED into nothingness. It reminds me of right after a major death, when doing anything just feels kinda weird and directionless. AND it is so sO Freeing. It’s a reminder that, especially as a biz owner, I am the one putting all of the pressure on myself and that can feel daunting or exciting. Like chores to complete or reaching goals. I get to (re)frame these things.

When the list vanished, I wasn’t scolded — Spirit laughed softly and said, see? you are not held together by documents and deadlines. You are held by breath, by rhythm, by the unseen currents that keep moving whether you track them or not. Like nature.

In shamanic ways, this feels like initiation medicine. A shedding I didn’t choose, but apparently agreed to on some deeper level. What burns away isn’t the work — it’s the GRIPPING (to ideas that I THINK shape me and my biz). The urgency. The illusion that I must remember everything in order to be worthy of what comes next or to do a good job or be respected or or or…

Without the to-do list, I get to listen instead of manage. To respond instead of perform. To trust that what truly belongs to me will return — and what doesn’t, never needed to be carried this long. This is impermanence as relief. Loss as recalibration. Remembering that presence has always been my real productivity.

I think I”ll consider this a ritual deletion — space cleared, signal strengthened!