Grief isn’t something to fix. It’s something to feel, to honour, and to breathe with. “Grief is just love with no place to go.” – unknown

After losing my father, breathwork became the medicine that helped me stay present with my pain. It helped me reconnect—with myself, and with him. It shaped my path and led me to hold space for others in grief.

This isn’t therapy—and I’m not a counsellor—but I offer a gentle, grounded space to move with your grief. Guided by breath, music, and presence. My path has been shaped by many layers of loss—my fiancé, a relative’s suicide, beloved animals, and the quiet grief of ending a dance career.

You are not broken. You are not alone.
If you feel called to breathe through your grief, I’ll meet you there—with care, compassion, and breath as our guide.