I am a writer. I am a podcast host. And I am a somatic mentor.

As a writer, I talk about women’s health issues, mid-life career changes, and healing journeys. As a podcast host, I listen to women as they share, in their own voices, the complexities of their stories. And as a somatic mentor, I give others the tools to heal old wounds, unlock their creativity, and live a life they love—at home, at work, and at play.

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This is my experience.

In corporate offices and creative hubs; from on-site event planning to tour management; from new business infrastructure to existing process reviews; from team alignment to communication flow; and from creative content creation to supply chain management—you name it, I have done it, hands on and high level.

But the biggest dream of my life, next to being a writer, is to shine a light on other women—to give them a platform, and to amplify their voices.

Before I could hold the space for others and hand the mic over to them, I first had to claim my own story. So, for a year and a half, while I worked full-time, I got up early every morning, stayed up late every night, and took entire weekends to write before and after work until I completed the first draft of my memoir, Beyond the Wall. Once I was done, I realized that I had not just written my story—I had written myself into myself.

And the dream to drive across the country, visit all these incredible women where they live, and record their stories in person would not go away. If anything, the voice inside of me urging me to do it got louder. And louder.

But how would I get my hands on a fully-finished Sprinter van? Or the time off from work? And even if I figured that out, how would I pull this off as a self-funded, one-woman audio-visual department? There was no way I could do this.

This is my adventure.

Then in the summer of 2024, my job ended. Barbara, my spiritual mom of almost twenty years, died. And I was at home, alone—a divorced, middle-aged, fully self-supporting bad ass with nowhere to go, and no idea what to do next.

So, I made a clean spot and, in October 2024, I decided to publish The Stories That Sparkle on Substack. Then, in early 2025, I started recording other women’s stories (and some of my own). And in May 2025, I launched The Stories That Sparkle Podcast.

After a lifetime of silencing myself, I used my voice, for myself, out loud.

With each new I thing I did, I got scared. Each time, I felt ill-equipped. Each time, I had a list of reasons why I could do not do it. And when I did it anyway, I got the courage to revisit my dream to drive across the country and record women’s stories. But how would I ever be able to do that? How would I afford the van and equipment to do that? Who is going to film and edit along the way?

And then I thought, if not now, when? And if not me, who? So, with the idea of a plan and a route, I threw the things I needed into the car I have, mounted a camera to the dashboard, and drove off. And over thirty days, my dream to connect with my community and record more women’s stories became a reality.