Signals in the static

Inner rhythm. A pattern returned, re-seen.

I don’t offer answers;
I offer reflection.
Signals in the static.
A pattern returned, re-seen.

I work in the space between intuition and structure—
between systems and what many call the soul.

Here, Human Design isn’t a rulebook.
It’s a language. A lens.
A way of tracing what’s always been.
One of many.

I’m here to hold the mirror steady
while we remember.

A life of many layers

I’m certified through the International Human Design School—
but the real training came through other initiations:
early loss, motherhood, creative practice, silence,
grief that rearranged the fabric of many things.

I’ve lived many lives in one:
artist, guide, scholar, mother, even a mortgage loan originator.
Even an innkeeper.

Not one role contains me.
All of them inform what I offer now.

My lens

I carry the lens of a Reflector—
not as a role or identity,
but as a poetic pattern-seer.

A weaver of the symbolic and the subtle.
I move with spacious timing,
with an ear attuned to what doesn’t always speak aloud,
for what holds—and what quietly crumbles.

What you’ll find here

This isn’t a place of personality tests or path prescriptions.
I’ve cultivated a space of resonance.
Of slow reverence.
Where insights take shape
like the intricate flow-state of a jeweler.

Some of what I offer is immediate and creative—like personalized transmissions.

Others unfold over time, like monthly rhythms of reflection.

Everything here is a kind of expression—
not a solution.
Not a guarantee.

My invitation

You followed a thread,
and it led here.

Not everything makes sense at first—
but some signals arrive in stillness.

If the rhythm is here,
we’ll honor it,
both now and in time.

Credentials

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  • Certified through the International Human Design School (IHDS)
  • 200+ in-person and virtual chart readings given through quiet channels
  • 20+ metaphysical fairs and reading events
  • 15+ in-person classes and workshops
  • Poetry published, rituals practiced, lunar cycles tracked
  • Living proof that systems can breathe