When I was little, feeling the loving presence of Spirit was just a natural part of my world. It felt like my very first home. But because growing up wasn’t a safe space to be sensitive, I hid that part of myself away, and those early memories slowly faded from my awareness. ​ Instead, I found my way into caregiving. I spent years working closely with autistic adults and holding space for families navigating hospice and long-term care. Sitting by my residents' bedsides, I learned how to listen beyond words. Whether I was gently massaging their hands with lotion or playing their favorite hymn, I saw something profound. Even as the physical body lets go, the soul remains completely whole, vibrant, and alive. Love is the only enduring force that exists, and it's what makes us truly eternal. After my dad's passing, my connection with Spirit opened back up again. I finally understood that my sensitivity wasn’t a burden to hide—it was a loving bridge meant to connect this physical world with the spirit side of life. It's what aligns me with my truth, keeps me present in my heart and anchored in my own skin. ​ Today, I bring the same judgment-free compassion to my mediumship. My deepest hope is to give you a soft place to land, to safely reconnect with the loved ones who walk beside you, and to remember the enduring light inside your own heart.