Ever met that person who insists on finding beauty and opportunity in even the most messed-up situations?

yeah, that’s me.

For me, the story is never over, there is always another chapter to be written, something new to discover… I will sift through the sand looking for gold. 

After all, like most of our innate skills, this started out as a survival mechanism in my own life.

Raised in Hawaii, I am the oldest of a large and untraditional family- born to young parents in the 80’s party scene. The surprise of my existence led to their short lived marriage, and through their various intimate relationships to follow I witnessed violence, infidelity, and betrayal; not to mention various forms of abuse and mental health issues, all before the age of 10. The partners they selected wreaked havoc our lives and the chaos was tangible. I was never seduced by the dysfunctions, instead I rebelled against them- teaching myself to stay separate, to latch onto the beauty that was also present within the mess and the possibility of what could be. This mechanism was essential to save my life… but what is essential then becomes bankrupt now, and many of us hang on to what worked in the past for far too long.

When I was 16 years old I moved out and spearheaded my own journey. In search of answers I went to church and studied Psychology. At age 20 I shocked everyone including myself by marrying my first love and high school sweetheart, the best decision of my life. I spent my 20’s coming out of my shell and taking on the world in my own way. In the name of possibility, we made 2 cross country moves, first to NYC and then years later to LA, both times having nothing lined up- just us, our suitcases and our dreams. However, it should be noted that when we moved to LA I did have the baby that was growing inside of me. In my early 30’s motherhood slowed me down and broke me down- and I finally got into communication with my wounds. I surrendered to the journey of integrating those wounds into a contribution into my future.

At 36 I realized it is a part of my story to offer this gift of recognizing possibility to others.

A good coach brings attention to avenues of transformation that could have otherwise gone unnoticed, and that’s what I love to do.

The act of trusting someone with your issues is in and of itself a heroic act- going public with your private concerns is how they get worked out- those fears and flawed ideas deep inside of you need to see the light of day so they can be dismantled and transformed into something else, something better.

Do this with someone who has the gift of sifting through the sand, and you could uncover treasure.