But by the time I completed my summer internship with my dream designer in New York City, my spiritual quest was beginning to expand and take up all of the space in my life.

I was realizing that this, above all else, was my true path.

I moved back to France and found my first spiritual mentor, who initiated me into hands-on energy healing and developing my psychic gifts.

I began applying my newfound skills and perception to my personal healing, and gently started working with others too.

And yet, as enamored as I was with what was opening through the world of energy and spirituality, I could sense something was still missing. I could feel it in my body.

Everything changed when I encountered a Belgian shaman leading a conference on shamanism in Paris. Through the transmission of his presence, something awakened deep within me. It was as if my soul had been waiting for this moment and was waking up from a long slumber, lit up with an indescribable joy and a sigh of relief! Shamanism was the frequency I had been searching for.

It brought in an essential connection to the Earth, and a sense of true embodiment and interconnectedness. It also addressed the deeper shadow side of our world I had been craving to understand. 

Shamanism calls upon our power and a full embodiment of our soul. My journey was beginning to shift, as this revelation was asking me to not only evolve spiritually but to descend into my body, so I could grow into my power and roots, and learn to navigate Spirit world and the human world from this rooted power.

As I was beginning to find my footing in my shamanic path — the unthinkable happened.

My dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and was given months to live.

We entered a deep initiatory journey as a family, and I stayed by my dad’s side day and night in his final weeks.

I was unprepared for this death portal, as we often are when we lose a parent. I was 22.

What ensued was a free fall into the abyss of a debilitating grief. A dark night of the soul in the void, that lasted about 9 months in its peak intensity. A shamanic initiation into the Underworld of love, loss, and reality forever changed.

As I slowly emerged from my own death-rebirth portal, new psychic capacities and a new sensitivity opened. I began to feel and perceive others on a new level. A gift of deep attunement and clairsentience was flowering open. I could also hear the voices of nature and the land, and perceive the ancient lineages who had lived in harmony with Earth and Cosmos.

Yet again, another magical door was opening.

I met my next spiritual teacher, an incredible shamaness, healer, and Kundalini teacher who initiated me into the Feminine Mysteries.

She introduced me to Womb Awakening — a wild, total homecoming.

Alongside the grief, I had been navigating a 2-year womb condition that manifested as chronic pain, and nothing had worked to heal it. My womb was speaking.

In my first Womb Awakening journey, I experienced an instant, spontaneous healing. A huge current of Shakti — feminine God energy, poured through my crown, central channel, and down through my womb, clearing the intense block and contraction that had nested there, and in the same breath, reuniting me with the feminine face of God.

I knew I had arrived where I was always going: the path of feminine shamanism, Womb Shamanism.

I began my apprenticeship and training in the ancient feminine arts of Womb Awakening.

And simultaneously, started going through my own ecstatic reunion with my womb, the true feminine, and the voice of my soul power and feminine authority.

My life once again began to dissolve and rebirth at quantum speed. 

I left my marriage, my job, and my world as I knew it, to travel and follow Mother Earth’s call, as she guided me to sacred places to reclaim parts of my soul and re-awaken my feminine wisdom.

It was in Lake Atitlán, in Guatemala, that an immense soul activation happened. A remembrance of why I’m here, why I had chosen to incarnate, and the destiny I was meant to fulfill.

In a kind of energy baptism, I received my personal transmission of Womb Awakening, a living frequency I would carry forward and transmit, in service to a greater remembrance of the Feminine, and a new story and paradigm we’re destined to embody together.

I began facilitating Womb Awakening shortly after, in the Summer of 2017. 

Since then, I have journeyed with hundreds of women in the realms of Womb Awakening in sessions, immersions, workshops, and private mentorship.

I’m devoted to the return of our true feminine power, embodied — our awakened womb and the voice of our feminine soul, in her full expression of creative, sensual, and spiritual power.

I believe that Womb Awakening is the missing piece for many women who are spiritually awakened but are longing to embody their power.

Feminine Shamanism is the remembrance of a power and magic we all innately have to re-awaken the spirit portal in our womb, so we can incarnate our true feminine essence and root in our ultimate creative power.

It’s the pathway to becoming a Creatrix, a weaver of worlds, a woman who is here to birth her destiny, and who has awakened the power, nourishment, and support to accomplish her vision.

Now based in Bali, I support magical women all over the world who have heard this calling.

As a Womb Priestess and soul doula, I specialize in supporting women to inhabit their unique Soul Signature, mistress their Underworld magic, and awaken their spiritual power, so they can embody their destiny as powerful magical feminine leaders in the modern world.

In addition to my work with Womb Awakening, I’m also a Lead Teacher at Biomancy University, Feminine Magic School, and Feminine Wealth School where I teach womb magic, ancestral alchemy, breathwork, and embodiment.

My deep gratitude goes to my lineages, and to my teachers Seren and Azra Bertrand, trailblazers of Womb Awakening and real-life dragons, with whom I’ve studied and apprenticed for the past 9 years.

And to Mother Earth — my endless source of inspiration and guidance on this path, thank you for all you are and all you give.