• nervous system stuck in chronic fight/flight/freeze?

• exhausted by trying to “fix” yourself, sensory sensitivity, Autistic burnout, or masking?

• children, teens and adults

• neurodivergent, PDA and LGBTQIA+ affirming

• Health At Every Size aligned

• Somatic Parts Work

• Safe and Sound Protocol (SSP)

• Values Based Integration Process (VBIP)

• The Work of Byron Katie

• DBT and IFS informed 

• Fully online and asynchronous

• Covers everything from the nervous system, distress tolerance and excercises to abundance, creativity and guidance

• Includes over 50 videos

• Includes companion journal

• Includes 12 guided meditations

• Book recommendations and more!

My journey from the psych hospital to a life worth living was filled with depression, anxiety and despair until things started to shift. Most human interactions are filled with complaints, criticism and comparison. But what if we could let go of victimhood and learn the lessons that we are offered in the midst of all the shit. What if all the shit has a purpose for each of us. What if we are given shit because we need it. We need it so that we can lovingly commit to composting it into the fertilizer that we need to grow as beings. Through decades of pain, I came to believe that each person is given the exact right amount of shit to form the fertilizer they will need to grow and serve on this planet. We are responsible for our own shit, if we give our shit to someone else, we won’t have enough, and if we take other people’s shit, we will have too much. Join me as I sort through the shit, and emerge with gratitude, joy and curiosity.

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.