The awakening can feel confusing, alarming, unsettling.

Since I was a child, I have seen light beings and sensed what others couldn't. I carried a knowing I had no words for, and for a long time I kept it quiet. It was challenging growing up in a high-demand religion with devout parents who couldn't answer my questions.

At 33, my sensitivity intensified and I began this great awakening process while still raising young children and an active member of the LDS church. A year later I began to leave the church, and the year after my marriage ended, right when my youngest turned four months old. Everything was quite literally crumbling under me... I left the faith I was raised in, my marriage ended, and I had just given birth to my fourth child.

During this process I was in survival mode, my nervous system frazzled as I was shedding and deconstructing layer after layer. I went looking for teachers, energy workers, therapists who understood aspects of what I was going through. I spent years in the healing arts, learning to hold what was moving through me, to feel safe in my body again, and to let the freeze melt into something alive.

What I know now is that we are not meant to heal in isolation. We are meant to heal and be held around the fire with others, to celebrate the journey. I hold that fire now, especially for the spiritually sensitive, and for the intuitive children finding their way. In many ways I see myself as a soul midwife who allows the soul to feel supported through these transitions as the body attempts to keep up, holding the stories in our DNA and fascia.

I believe my greatest teachers are Mother Earth, Father Sky, Grandmother Moon, Grandfather Sun, and the Unseen Keepers of the land and Ancestors. I love to sit on the land, in a place of receptivity, listening to the whisperings dancing in the air, feeling the warmth generated from the sun in my cells, drinking the sacred waters from the waterfall, observing the small creatures, tasting the sweetness of plant roots, and honoring the seasons as they unfold. It is in this wild place of creation where I learn the most about being a Keeper of the Hearth.

I believe my most potent teachers are my beautiful, wild, creative, compassionate, full-of-wonder children. I believe children are so generous in their understanding of love, and believe in radical justice for all, including the strongest of humans and the tiniest of creatures that we inhabit this earth with. My greatest joy comes from spending time with them as we play in the desert, swim in the rivers, dance while we make dinner, tell stories around the fire, and spend time with family and friends.