I’ve run, kicked, stretched, and soothed my way through every version of my life. Because it was the only language my body knew when I didn’t yet have the words.
I ran when I wanted to leave home. Kickboxed through my first divorce. Found yoga in the middle of a lucrative but soul-depleting tech job.
I moved to survive. And I got really, really good at it.
Before I became “the nervous system whisperer,” I was the woman who built her entire identity on composure, capability, and chronic motion. I worked across four industries - fashion, tech, publishing, wellness - always in high-growth start-ups, always rewarded for pushing past my edges. Stillness? Felt dangerous. Rest? Felt deserved — and I never felt like I’d earned it...