I didn't learn this from a course.

My person

Jennie was my best friend from the time we were fifteen. She was my person.

At twenty-two, we were halfway around the world from home, fighting for our lives in the ocean off the coast of Australia. Our shoes were gone. So were the sweatshirts we'd tied around our waists. I'd let go of everything I could, except her.

I held her in my arms while she passed away.

On the outside, I pretended I was fine. I went to work. I closed loans. I smiled. On the inside, I was spiraling, and suffering in silence. One Dave Matthews song on the radio could take me out for the rest of the day.

"Is your friend an Aries?"

Years later, I went to a class alone, when everyone else had backed out. I told the table about the water. About finding Jennie. About holding her in my arms.

A woman named Crystal stopped, tilted her head, and looked at me. "Wait a minute," she said. "Is your friend an Aries?"

Jennie's birthday was March 24th. She was an Aries.

"Oh my gosh," Crystal said. "She's here. She's here to tell you that you're a medium. Did you know you're a medium?"

Right then, a picture fell off the wall. The lights above us flickered off, and on, and off again. We all just looked at each other. What in the world?

Jennie had been here all along. I could have been talking to her all along!

I didn't become a medium. I remembered that I was one.

The signs would not stop.

I kept seeing 11:11, 1:11 and 3:33. Feathers, eagles and ravens kept crossing my path. Then came the owl. One flew right into me and hit my shirt. After that, owls started showing up everywhere I went, watching me from rooftops as if they were following me on purpose.

But I want to be honest about the other side of it, too. Awakening wasn't all magic and angel numbers for me. Friendships changed. My career was ending. Money and relationships were shifting.

The company I built

I spent years in sales and marketing, working for other people. Eventually I decided I was done working for anybody else. I knew marketing, so I started my own company, Razzle Media Group.

Years later, the healing completely changed everything. Suddenly, I had no motivation to do it. None. I only knew I couldn't go back to the woman who had built it. She had been running on survival, too.

So I quit, and I gave myself permission to figure out what I really wanted to do next.

I get to be for other people what I spent twenty-five years wishing someone could be for me. A bridge.

How I work

Grounded. Heart-led. Trauma-informed.

I'm a psychic medium and an Authenticity Strategist. I've been doing readings for almost a year. I held my first group reading for eight people, and I've done live readings on Facebook.

I'm not above you. I'm just a little further down the path.

A guide, not a guru.