Fortunately, I had an opportunity to go to ballet school at 3. This surely has had an underground affect on my sensibilities as a mover. Though, soon my energy became too wild and needed to jump and be free. So by 7, my single mother worked hard and enrolled me in gymnastics. I loved to flip off the balance beam and circle around the uneven bars with no hands. At 13 I fell off the uneven bars in gymnastics, chipped my coccyx aka the tailbone, my world came to an end! I couldn't move with pain all the time, [I was] told that type of injury may never totally heal. [I was] so depressed that my passion for movement and dance was over forever. At a time of deep silence, [it was my] depression that inspired me to enter my imagination.
By the time I turned 16, so unimpressed with the hypocrisy of the world that I took a vow of silence. I would go into my lucid creativity with my hands, stitching many embroideries of butterflies on antique army bags, sewing my own original clothes, reading Krishnamurti, becoming more connected to my own emotional body, limiting how the outworld could effect my inner processes. The further I followed my own rhythm and creative expression, the more joyful, naturally peaceful and strong I became. Since I had a training in dance and gymnastics at such an early age I began to stretch and strengthen my hurt body, quickly the sparks firing up my spine took me on the adventure of a lifetime! I discovered yoga. Later I learned that [trauma] was Kundalini. My traumatic fall off in gymnastics acted as an earthquake in my root chakra, and woke up my cosmic cobra.

He was transitioning and I could see it in his eyes. I was 16. Clearly I could sense his spirit was flickering between worlds. We were looking into each other's eyes, he was only half with me. I could feel his spirit on the other side. All of a sudden, bells and whistles broke out, breaking us out of our transcendence. Without thinking I jumped up, ran as fast as I could to the door and held the nurses out. I didn't let them revive him. His natural transition would not be disturbed on my watch. Looking over my shoulder into my Papa's eyes, we smiled. Slowly, it seemed, though in a heartbeat he disappeared.

I get referred to by recommendations. Timing is very delicate, that's why my work as death doula can be very random and sporadic. We dance as much as the body allows us to, [or] we dance on the inside. Tapping into our intuition, practicing advanced breathing techniques, guided trance movement meditations, imaginative goal oriented visualizations, healing touch intuitive massage, and by establishing sisterhood we infuse trust. Together, weaving a tapestry of love in action, this supports the whole process. We're also practicing the HO' OPON OPONO prayer. Essentially Ho'oponopono, means to make it right with the ancestors, or to make right with the people with whom you have relationships. The original purpose is to correct the wrongs that had occurred in someone's life. I believe if we can heal our emotional and energetic bodies before we die, we heal our planet vibration. As we take the responsibility to filter our own negativity, we affect the karmic soul of humanity. Together we can heal the pain body of the planet.

For sure there are people who are still stuck in the box, programmed by manipulated traditions, the patriarch and all the fear that plagues our human family. The medical community has created such a power structure around the most natural processes as birth and death. So anyone outside of their boundaries is considered unreliable and dangerous. You [either] play by the rules or you're out of your mind or so called, by rational people.