Since childhood, Spirit whispered—actually, lovingly yelled might be more accurate—to me from my sickbed that there were practices beyond the ordinary world and that those practices could be the difference between life and death for me. Eleven years of spiritual seeking brought me to ceremonial magick—where I experienced awakening, achieved Knowledge and Conversation with my Holy Guardian Angel, and learned that our perceived limitations are actually our magical training ground.

I also learned the hard way about spiritual abuse. Teachers who claimed ownership of the Divine. Communities that became cages. The trauma of having genuine mystical experiences shut down and gaslit.