The Skeptic’s Struggle

For a long time, peace was the last thing I felt.

I identify as a rational skeptic. I am someone who insists on understanding the mechanics of things, someone who values logic and tangible proof. And yet, my life has been punctuated by the impossible. From the memory of a "cosmic home" I carried since infancy to Near-Death Experiences (NDEs) that ripped me from my body and threw me into the cosmos, I have been besieged by unexplained phenomena.

For years, I treated these experiences like a shameful secret. I tried to force the vastness of what I had seen into the small, tidy boxes of a "normal" life. I pretended the signs from the universe weren’t there. I bit my tongue when I knew things I shouldn't know. I now recognize that silence for what it was: a form of self-inflicted violence. It is a brutality we do to ourselves when we decide that fitting in is more important than our authentic self.

Magic in the Mundane

I am not a guru floating on a cloud. I am a woman who loves this gem of a planet with a fierce intensity. While I sometimes miss that feeling of "home" beyond the veil, I believe life is worth living and the world is meant to be embraced. I find my magic in the mundane. I am an avid gamer (yes, really), a traveler hungry to see every corner of this Earth, and a tea enthusiast who believes a fancy herbal blend with real fruit pieces can solve at least 20% of the day's problems.

You will often find me seeking sanctuary in nature, usually on weekends in the woods. To me, our concrete boxes, our "important jobs," and our social ladders are just things we collectively agreed to pretend are real. They are man-made and flawed. But the forest? The forest is alive. The wind on your skin, the smell of damp earth, the feeling of grass under bare feet—that is the one true reality. That is where I find God. That is where I practice grounding techniques that actually work, reconnecting with the only timeline that matters: the present moment.

Integration: Shadow & Light

I realized that we cannot just "follow our bliss" and float away. We live in this reality 24/7. We have mortgages, relationships, and bodies that need tending. I insist on explaining the mystical because I am a firm believer that this reality matters, too.

My work is about finding the integration of shadow and light—viewing the unseen world through the lens of a regular human being who still has to do the laundry.

A Call for Courage

If you take only one thing away from reading my story, I hope it is courage.

I want you to see that I came out to the world with some incredibly "crazy" statements—admitting to precognition, to seeing the dead, to questioning the very fabric of our physics and the spiritual realm—and I am still here. The world didn't end. No tragedy occurred. I am still standing, drinking my tea, and living my life.

There is nothing to be afraid of. The more of us who speak, the less the stigma will sting. I was an isolated child because no one could understand my personal stories of the unexplained. If I had found books or art that celebrated these things, my path would have been less lonely.

My mission is to be that voice for you. I am speaking up so that the next generation finds so many accounts of the truth that no one can silence them—not the world, and certainly not they themselves.