The Woman Who Remembered

"You were a mistake."

Those were the words my husband said on our 10-year anniversary before he walked out. WOW, I was so ashamed to say that for years!  Yet, as I write it now I simply smile because that moment was a gift I didn't know I needed.

I had done everything "right" Said yes when I meant no. Served the church for free while my lights got turned off. Went hungry so my kids could eat. Carried auto-immune disease in a body I ignored. Played the Proverbs 31 woman, the good believer, the accessible servant.

I was overweight, sick, crying myself to sleep, the silence was loud, angry yet dreaming of beaches . travel and sanctuaries while living a life I didn't recognize.

And it still wasn't enough. He left and before that my ny husband (my high school sweet heart) died. The more I gave the more others wanted. It was a bottomless pit.  Noo matter what they still left.

The truth? I was living a life that satisfied everyone around me while slowly dying inside. numbness overtook me.

What Silence Taught Me

After he left, I stopped performing.

For the first time in over 35 years, I sat in silence - not the anxious kind where you're waiting for the next crisis, but the kind that becomes a resting place. I let myself feel it all.

And in that silence, God whispered back to me the woman I was before the world told me who to be:

A bohemian soul. Lover of art, music, travel. Barefoot and playful. Deep wells of thought and feeling. A woman who craved beauty, exploration, intimate connection - not another ministry assignment.

I wanted to be feminine and taken care of... SEEN. Silly and serious. Soft and strong. A poet who built empires. A strategist who needed to sing.

I realized: I thought deeply, felt fully, and that was okay. I was lovable and valuable - which meant I had to be careful with my time and presence. I could rest, sleep, listen to my body without earning it first.

I didn't need permission. I just needed to stop asking for it.

What I Heard Behind the Voice

As I started living as this woman - the one who rested without guilt, who honored her cycle, who said no without apologizing - something shifted.

Some judged. But they moved to the side and made room for the ones who were dying to ask questions.

The accomplished women I'd been teaching business strategy started admitting the truth: They weren't building dreams because it made their souls feel alive. They were building what felt like the "right thing to do" - what pleased others.

Just like I had.

I finally heard the voice behind the voice. They didn't need another strategy. They needed permission to remember who they were before they buried themselves under performance, pressure, and someone else's blueprint.  They needed to know how to choose themselves.

My Journey, Your Map

Over 20 years of marketplace and ministry experience:

  • International best-selling author
  • TV host and sales powerhouse
  • Closed 6-figure deals that scaled companies to 8-figure revenues
  • Named among top 30 coaches in NYC Journal
  • Trained thousands of entrepreneurs worldwide
  • Part-owner of multiple companies
  • Built ministries and people

All built while spiritually starving. Honestly it means nothing to me. No satsifaction came of losing myself.  

My breakdown became my breakthrough. My exile became my exodus. I learned to choose me. Not out of spite. Not gaurd myself and use what happened to me as an excuse to protect myself, hide, or never let anyone close again.

Now I help exhausted women from all walks of life - business owners, ministry leaders, wives, mothers - walk the path I walked:

From performance addiction to contemplative authority.
From borrowed blueprints to divine design.
From scattered strategies to soul restoration.

What Makes My Work Different

1. I Don't Give Answers - I Reveal What's Already There

You're not broken. You're buried. My work isn't adding more strategy - it's excavating the woman underneath who already knows.

2. I Work at the Nervous System Level

Your exhaustion isn't a schedule problem. It's a nervous system problem. I help you regulate from the inside out - science-based practices, cycle-syncing, embodied rest.

3. Sacred Mirroring s Without Projection

I reflect you back to yourself without adding my interpretation. This creates safety for you to remember who you actually are.

4. Permission-Giving Through Presence

I don't just teach rest. I model it. My seated position gives you permission to stop performing.

This Isn't About Me. It's About You.

You're the woman who has 17 tabs open, 7 roles to play, and one aching question: "Who sees the real me?" " Is she even safe enough to be seen?"

I see the prophet in the boardroom. The pastor with a podcast. The entrepreneur who cries on Sundays.

I see the strategist who feels stuck yet can help everyone else while they drown. The visionary who doesn't know how to rest. The healer who's never been held but a safe place for others to land.

The one dually anoined for marketplace and business and no one can seem to understand so they straddle both as an outcast.

I see the girl who loved beauty and wonder before the world taught her to worry. 

She's still in there.

Let's find her again.

This Isn’t About Me. It’s About You.

Welcome to The Contemplative Woman - where exhausted women remember who they were before performance buried them.  YOU as a successful woman that is there foreveryone else should have a safe place to rest her head. No judgement. Just embrace.

No hype. No hustle. Just permission to rest long enough to remember.

Pull up a chair. You're home.