About Me, My Belief

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I was raised in Salt Lake City, rooted in Christian faith - but also raised with a deep understanding of energy work as a very scientific process. In my family, it wasn’t mystical or “out there.”  It was just truth.

My mother was a holistic massage therapist. My stepdad  (the only dad I’ve ever known) was a chiropractor. And between the two of them, we never needed traditional doctors. I didn’t even have a medical record until I was 18. Fevers, pain, illness - everything was treated with herbs, pressure points, bodywork, and the energy from our hands. It was just how we lived.

From the time I was five, I was using energy from my hands to relieve pain and inflammation through energetic intention. I was taught that the body is made of energy. That everything we are - every cell, every system - functions through electrical signals and molecular vibration. It’s why we have a body temperature of 98.6°F. That heat comes from energy in motion. It’s science.

That foundational belief - that energy is real, measurable, and responsive to intention -  has stayed with me all my life. We are energetic beings, living in an energetic world. And when we learn how to work with that energy, instead of ignoring it, everything changes.

When I was five, I also sat through my first multi-day seminar on positive thinking. I was young and completely impressionable - no filters, no skepticism - just wide open. That experience, combined with my Christian upbringing, hardwired me early on to believe in the power of intentional thought, personal revelation, and our ability to receive guidance directly from God.

Being raised in the LDS Church, I was taught that the Holy Ghost could be a constant companion - that we could feel the Spirit, hear divine promptings, and get answers on our own. I was also taught that there are other worlds, other beings, and mysteries we may not yet fully understand. That idea cracked the door open to something deeper for me. It didn’t answer everything, but it gave me permission to keep asking.

At the same time, my home life was full of trauma and neglect. I was the only child in my family with a different father, and I was treated like the black sheep. Overlooked. Blamed. Forgotten. That pain - and the secrets I carried - led me to rely even more heavily on my direct connection with God. When no one else saw me, He did. And I believe the gifts I have were given to help me survive, to help me comfort others, and to give me a sense of purpose when I felt completely alone.

I’ve never wanted attention for having these gifts. I’ve never needed or wanted the ego. But I’ve always needed them - to protect, to parent, to heal, to know. And over time, I’ve learned that my “knowings,” my intuition, my empathy - they weren’t just coping tools. They were part of every day life.

But being someone who follows Christ and also uses words like “psychic” or “energy healer” has made me a target for being judged, shunned, and told I couldn’t possibly be Christian or of God if I used cards or followed intuition. But here’s the truth: this isn’t magic. It’s physics. It’s frequency. It’s divine design.

And I believe with everything in me that God created this design intentionally, for all of us. That Christ came to teach us that we also have the power to heal. Through Him, using HIS light and energy.  I believe the veil between this world and the next is thin, and that when we are pure in heart and grounded in truth, we can receive answers. We can lift pain. We can move energy and anything is possible. 

But this isn’t my power. It’s God’s. I’m just a vessel. And all the work I do - whether it’s in a reading, a session, or just everyday life - is filtered through the light of Christ. I clear myself and my space before and after every session. I don’t allow ego, fear, or unclean energy to sit in my work or my life. And I never, ever take it lightly.

This path has been a long time coming. My guides, the counsel, my spirit team, have nudged me for years to step into this work more fully. I resisted for a long time. But not anymore.