Started from the bottom, now we here

Over the last 13 years, I built a small personal chef business turned into a holistic Private Chef, nutritional health coach and a non-toxic wellness ambassador. I even cooked for some spicy celebs. Woot. 

I have to admit...after getting myself (ahem...grinding…) to the top of my game, it was kinda hard to “give up” my post as a culinary conjuror, a meal magician, a foodie fortune-teller, 

The supper Sorceress with the Mostest.

An alchemist of food, nutrition and vitality, all on one plate.

What I realized as a Culinary Alchemist (in the food biz for over 24 years!) is that what I was making...was not just food-it was indeed MAGIK.

I mean, can you think of anything more *witchy* than cooking?! You take some goodies/ingredients/herb/spices and expertly craft them into a manifested meal or sustenance that literally changes the chemistry of the person eating it. Like...WHOA!! As my favie Dr. Joe Dispenza once brilliantly said “science is just magic you can prove”.  Mind. Blown.

It’s no wonder that the lifelong secret ingredient in cookery has always been (and will always be) LOVE.

Not to mention the obvious use of cauldron...aka cooking pot. But I digress.

But get this: Even *back then* my mission was to educate and inspire people to take their health to new heights, raise their vibration and self-awareness through the modality of not only the foods they consume, but an integrative model of a few key pillars of well-rounded well-being, and aiding in the transformation of body, mind, emotions and spirit. Can I get an AMEN?!!

Of course, this fairy-tale sounding badassery came with a cost

The real price tag for all this (tell ‘em what they’ve won, Bob!) was my time, my sanity and my depleted lil adrenals. (sorry punkins!!) 

I busted my booty to build the biz and as I grew into more responsibility and higher-end clientele, the demand on my body, my schedule and the higher echelons of performance that was expected, skyrocketed.

And the demands were not made just by “them”...I was whipping that horse just as hard. 

Confession: I’m kind of a perfectionist Energizer Bunny...aka Generator on the Human Design spectrum (anyone..? anyone…? Bueller..?)

TBH, I thought that this was the goods. The stuff all parents always wanted to brag to their friends about their “successful, entrepreneur kids…” 

Self employed... ya own boss. Big money. Big name clients. Booya. 

Look, it TOTES looked good on paper...and Insta. But I was burnt. out. AF. 

All I wanted to do in my free time (other than attempt to catch my breath) was frolic in Mother Nature, gather acorns and make “spells” with rose petals on a Friday (loosely based on real events)

I didn’t even know then why I was so inclined to buy roses for my house EVERY. Single. Friday. 

OH!! And...I was a little lonesome to boot.

Lookin’ for my soul tribe. 

Searchin’ for my darlin’.

HARD.

And I got used to “hard”. Hustle. Grind. Slaying it.

Ugh. Cringe. 

Still...there was a whisper for this lost maiden: what else is possible? 

Pivot!!

While I was growing my busy biz, I also decided to grow some veggies...a little dream I had to make a small urban farm on my property...cuz as a modern day chef, I could not separate “farm” & “food”. Feel me?

And being a total novus at this particular part of the program, I was learning not only about soil amendments, but also about how plants talk to your DNA. what what?

I was already dabbling in essential oils artistry, alternative medicine and herbs, and learning so much about what plant heals what ailment (sorry not sorry big pharma), so digging in the dirt with heirlooms wasn't that big of a stretch for me.

But in those quiet, meditative moments, I would begin to get hunches, inklings, nudges of knowledge that could only get described as downloads of something...known...ancient, trusted, relied on...the majesty of Mama Earth. Her message was: it doesn’t have to be so hard.

Soften, dear one. 

Be gentle. Then bloom, babe. 

I literally couldn’t even. For an ass-busting baller to go...REST...was a dang tall order. 

But, my body, my biology, guided me anyway and the dreams got more vivid. And the plants persisted with whispers. 

I tinkered and dabbled with little spells or a New Moon ritual...and things got lighter.

I gathered homies and honored PachaMama with offerings, and all roads would rise to meet me.

I collected crystals and *charged them*

I studied Reiki & quantum physics (like who even am I?!)

I felt perspicacious. Psychic even. 

W.T.F.

Am I...like a Witch? Dun dun DUUUNNNNN….

But here’s the golden ticket: as soon as I claimed it, it was like a homecoming to who I’ve always been. 

And it was yummy!!

After getting reconnected with Me, I went ALL IN. 

I expanded my book & herb collection. 

I started writing, practicing and curating my own spells.

I designed a sweet little line of “Micro Spells” for the busy babe (#spoileralert Imma teach you how-to,  DIY too!!)

I write poetry now...it’s mainly prankster street slang, but it’s potent and funny...and it’s part of my bewitching offerings that I’ve been developing.

I use my plant medicine knowledge as a solid platform for my sovereignty and radical responsibility for my body, health & wellness. Head to twinkle toe.

I collect thunderstorm rain water and make potions and baths.

I gather full moonrise beach sand & shells for Aphrodite. 

Mother Nature is my ultimate muse...she’s boundless with beauty and bounty (2 things I absolutely adore: aesthetic & goodies!!) 

I sit in ceremony with my impeccable goddess tribe...oops did I forget to mention that I found my favorite humans through this line of “work”...and magnetized my boo and some much needed rest & space to reset, write and rebrand? Umm yea. #rideordie baby

I think the “switch” happened gradually, obvi, but it felt kind of instant too...like magik.

Speaking of witch…

A witch is someone glamorous, powerful and a woman who knows what the hell she actually wants...and that sounds like the most gangster move we can make as a collective, dontchya think? The divine feminine is rising. 

It’s still new to us, and we sometimes revert back to the only way we know to bang it into place: the masculine way, the get’er’done way.

Which is, at the very least, exhausting.

As a professional witch, enchantress and sage, I offer assistance & mentorship to the hero on the hero’s journey, but mostly during those self doubt “amnesia” moments of temporary crisis, when you have forgotten who you really are, and what you really came here to do...and BE.

Why I do this work

Can I be honest? There’s SO much info out there (the internet alone is literally endless with rabbit holes of inexhaustible digital microfiche files), not to mention folklore, fairy tales, generational and cultural practices, trinkets, Etsy shoppes, IG graphics, FB pages and moon-centric Meetup groups...ad infinitum. 

But all the different cultures, various sources and traditions can get lost in translation.

That’s why I’m here...to break it down for you busy babes. Till the break of dawn.

I eat this stuff up. I gobble it up cuz there’s some pretty compelling confirmation that this world could use a makeover. #project

I believe in magik.

It is one of the ways to augment the high vibe tribe and amplify some seriously wonder-full, much needed terrestrial transformations...and it begins with the individual.

Starts with me. And grows to us. 

Where does any change really begin? Inside ourselves.

Inside our homes. Inside our daily lives and in those precious moments. The change we seek that leads to JOY.

And the joy and radiance we seek to lead our lives with, comes from relationships, purpose and belonging. 

This is why I’m exceptionally good at crafting an enchanted experience for the busy urbanite.

This is why I’m bursting with fruit flavor to be able to teach you HOW TO as well. 

While you don’t technically *need* an interpreter or the note-passer to get in touch with Infinite Intelligence, Spirit, The Universe or whatever you desire to call it, an Enchantress needs her gal pal pile…it’s more fun and more potent (the spelling is more compelling with company) to raise the collective vibration together, so I want to invite you on this journey.

I think you’re picking up what I’m putting down, if you’re still with me. Hugs & high fives!

Similar to you, I’ve had an inner stirring my whole life that I’m just kinda drawn to all this stuff.

You’ve probably had some sort of attraction to the esoteric too, or you wouldn’t even be here...on this website, reading my bio ;)

But the fact that you’re still here, is what tells me that it’s time for us to work together, love.

Charmed & ready? Let’s DO this!