MY STORY

My Journey

Before arriving at this work, I was immersed in the fashion industry of New York City. I spent over a decade moving through a world of glamour and image. A landscape of beauty, ambition, and illusion - before a deeper thirst began to surface.

That thirst emerged as a simple vision, an image of myself riding a bike in yogic pose through the streets of Nolita, where I was living at the time. Wind in my hair and a smile so content that it inspired a search - awakened a deep desire to discover what it would take to become her. I didn't have a bike, and I had never done yoga, so that's where my next journey began.

Vinyasa, meditation, hypnosis, Reiki, astrology... and soon after, Kundalini yoga, where I discovered mantra and the gong. That one Kundalini class shifted the trajectory of my life, music, meditation, astrology, yoga, community all in one place. As the gong played, the experience was sealed with something profound - I left my body and entered what I can only describe as the womb of space. There, I was a woman draped in a soft blue silk dress, floating blissfully through cosmic waters, at once expansive, certain, and held. I knew then that I already was that which I would eventually learn to create, and paradoxically un-become to become.

That experience also showed me sound was the one thing that quieted my mind, soothed my emotions, settled my body and transformed my state of being before my ideas of how I should be could catch up. It deepened every other practice. Meditation got simpler, and my healing journey fell into an unmistakable rhythm - the rhythm of wholeness, of already being, of remembering what I was. Sound had opened a new door, and I kept walking through it to where I am now.

I was born in Romania during the final years of communism and immigrated to Australia at the age of five. This movement between worlds - from Bucharest to Melbourne, then later to New York, with much travel in between - shaped my understanding of life as a series of thresholds, because change always comes. But those thresholds offer portals through which we can step, again and again, choosing how we experience reality, and who we become.

I've lived outside the expected lines - the path more creative, the choices more winding. I've long been drawn to music, poetry, art, spirit, and the creative intelligence of nature. Alongside this, I've carried a deep devotion to understanding - an ongoing inquiry into the why beneath life's experiences. But knowing alone has never been enough - the portals ask that you enter, and only then become. 

These experiences, these movements through worlds have been rich with meaning, they have taught me that the journey does lead to the heart, that eventually we become what we already were, that authenticity and truth collapse time, that freedom needs a container out of which to spill, that change will always take you so you may as well walk hand in hand, and that ultimately you reach a place where there's nothing left to do but be, there's nothing left to become. And in that arriving, in that return to self, you realize this was the whole point - undoing into what was.

There's a quiet fulfillment that emerges from awareness - the fulfillment of knowing, being and loving all that you are. 

Through many versions of myself, I eventually arrived here - at the heart.

A place within that feels like home.

A space that holds everything and nothing.

A state that requires no definition.