My Story

Like many women, I know how it feels to lose sight of yourself.

To take care of the world around you while growing distant from the one inside.

The loss imperceptible until it hits.

For most of my adult years, I measured success against a high bar.
Pushing to stay on top of diet, exercise, mental wellness, our home and family.

Fostering our kids growth, keeping my marriage nurtured and aided through challenges,

I stayed organized, responsible and productive.

For our community, I strived to be dependable, thoughtful, generous,

to make things beautiful and delicious.

I took pride in the effort and the outcome.

Alcohol was always there, part of our culture, my family history, it was familiar and normalized.

At the center of most gatherings, it made the events warm, fun and connected.

It was sophisticated adulting.

The slide began with mommy-time, ebbing and flowing through the years.

Time passed and life-challenges presented, I started battling my own standards.

What had been strength became strain.

I took care of the family that I loved and the complexities of what arose,

but I became resentful and depleted.

Anxiety led.

Wine brought a peaceful exhale to my secret, inside world until it didn't.

And drinking began to hurt.

From the outside, I looked steady, but I was unraveling.

I stopped doing the things that used to bring me joy.

I pushed through, pushed down and numbed.

I built armor and avoided uneasy relationships and circumstances.

I couldn't add to the strain within, I didn't have the capacity.

The tradeoffs were becoming more clear:
Alcohol numbs the hard - but it also numbs the good.
When we alter our mind, presence and restraint - insecurity and regret follow.

Tipsy connections and experiences - get lost in the wake of a foggy morning.

Stress waits patiently - it will find you with a hangover and an avoidant reflection.

I decided to stop... then I started.
Stopped again, and again.
I wanted peace, so why couldn’t I let it go?

I read the books and I listened to the podcasts.

I got spiritual.

All helpful, but incomplete.

Finally, I found Annie Grace's book This Naked Mind.

Through her methodologies, I began to understand the beliefs below the behavior.

The subconscious stories, the inherited standards.

The life I built to feel safe, accepted, worthy, all became clear.

When I chose to stop drinking, it wasn’t about restriction, it was about reclamation.
I wanted clarity, integrity and to find me again.

I started asking different questions:
What beliefs do I carry that aren't even mine?
When did I lose myself?
Who am I becoming?

Who am I still?

The healing began in the way of understanding.

I trained with the This Naked Mind Institute so I could help others make the same shift.
Not just away from alcohol, but toward themselves.

My journey turned into something much bigger than dropping alcohol.
It was a coming home to identity, creativity, autonomy, and presence.

This became The Enlivened Life.

Today, I guide women who feel disconnected. Who have checked all the boxes,
yet secretly feel numb, anxious and distanced from joy.

Together, through curiosity, compassion, and neuroscience-based methodologies, we untangle the habits and beliefs holding you back from the life you want to live.

When you turn inward to see what’s true, even when it’s hard, that's the beginning.

Your enlivened life is waiting.
Let’s walk there together.