A Community Born of
Healing
I believe deeply in psychotherapy—I've experienced its power as both client and practitioner. And I know that insight alone isn't always enough. Real transformation required me to engage my body through movement and my spirit through ritual.
During the lockdown, with pole studios closed and everything uncertain, I had to find new ways to stay connected to myself. I began stretching each morning. I walked slowly through my neighborhood at dawn, paying close attention to the world around me—squirrels, light, scent, breath. Those walks became sacred time, where I connected with Spirit, my guides, and all the different parts of myself. I returned to tarot and journaling not just as tools—but as companions.
When the world began to reopen, I returned to pole and, later in 2023, began learning baile folklórico—a way to move in rhythm rooted in my heritage, something that lives in the bones.
Reconnection, in motion.
Grief Opened the Door to Ancestral Healing
In 2021, I lost my grandfather to COVID-19. His passing reshaped my healing. I began leaving flowers at his grave each week. I kept a tiny garden—my quiet way of honoring his love for nature. I lit floral incense and candles. I built a cat-friendly ofrenda that stayed up year-round—a space for memory, grief, and devotion.
I felt called to go deeper into ancestral work. I read the histories of Mexico through the eyes of Mexican scholars—those who speak from within the land, not over it. I began learning more about the Mexica and reclaiming what colonial narratives tried to erase.
As a Mexican-American, I walk the path of reclamation—of reconnecting with ancestral ways while shedding what was never mine to carry. Much of my work as a psychotherapist has taken place in white-dominated spaces, where our rituals, our grief, and our joy are often dismissed or erased.
That’s why I created this space.
For us. For our ways. For our wholeness.
What I Believe
Through my own healing journey, I’ve come to believe:
We are made of both shadow and light
Our identities are layered, complex, and sacred.
Our experiences—joyful, painful, and quiet—do not define our worth.
Healing isn’t about perfection—it’s about remembering who we are.
This work is about coming home to your body.
Learning to trust your spirit.
Honoring your ancestors.
And holding your lived experience as sacred truth.
I’m devoted to my community.
To the queer, Latine, and BIPOC souls who feel “a little different” or a lot different.
To those who feel the echoes of their ancestors in their bones.
To the ones who are ready to reconnect, reclaim, and no longer hide.
This space is for you.
For your grief, your growth, your magic.
For the shadow, the light, and everything in between.
