who am i

Oh, where do I begin? I am a bundle of feelings—big, bold, and unapologetically alive. I like to think of myself as a “feeling bunch,” with countless versions of me living inside.

my heart is my compass, guiding me through life. My soul whispers truths of right and wrong, effortlessly cutting through the noise. My mind is a constant flurry of ideas—some inspiring, some a little self-sabotaging (but hey, aren’t we all a work in progress?). My energy flows in cycles—it expands, contracts, grows, hides, and sometimes explodes with life. It’s always moving, always shifting.

when my energy feels trapped within me, like it’s too big for my skin to hold, I run. I bike. I move. I sweat. It’s messy, exhilarating, and completely freeing. The kind of release that leaves you gasping for air in the best way possible.

when my mind feels cluttered, as though it’s walls are to tight, somehow there is always little corner that can fit more art that finds space even when nothing else can. I wander through museums, devour stories of art history, and immerse myself in the minds of artists from centuries past. Sometimes, a simple vinyl record spinning while I sip coffee is all I need to reset.

When my heart calls out, louder than I can ignore, I listen. I quiet my surroundings—no distractions, no noise, just me in the stillness of early hours. At 4 a.m., when the world is barely awake, my heart speaks its loudest voice. It reminds me of love. Love for myself, for others, for life itself.

when my soul speaks, it feels like it doesn’t breathe much, rather it levitates in the space around me with no gravity. i like to say “i live above the earth most of my time naturally and coming back down is reminder that earth is for my soul to experience it too”. When I do touch down, I return like a child—excited, filled with wonder, and ready to soak in the gifts of this world. Flowers, candles, birdsong, music, a simple touch... all the joys of being human call me back.

I carry with me shadows, optimism, imperfections, rebellion, and a quirkiness that makes me, well, me. I’m learning to honor every piece of it, the light and the dark, and to enjoy them all as they come.

I am here to hold you—same way i hold me—as we explore all the layers that make us who we are.

i love you. I love me. together, that’s where we start.