The Sacred Unraveling: A Journey Toward Soften

I want to tell you all a story… my story…

I was sick as a kid. My health got so bad in high school that at one point I had to have tutors come to the house to teach me all the work I was missing. I think there were definitely moments when my parents, and probably my friends, questioned whether I would get better or if I would be disabled or maybe even die.

I can look back now and see that staring mortality in the face was a really hard thing for a teenager and that was probably a big factor in so many of my friends backing away from me.

I can see that now as I’ve done so much to heal those layers… but as a kid, I was angry.

I took that anger and ironically, the health problems with me into adulthood. I was mad at the world for my body's shortcomings, for my lack of community and friendship, and ultimately for my own unwillingness to respect the boundaries of my nervous system and body…

My husband was in the Air force when we got together and a few years into our marriage, he was sent to Turkey. It was supposed to be a year tour and that turned into 16 months apart.

The first couple of months were rough. I was so angry, so lost, and so heartbroken… I didn’t know how to be alone and the one person who had actually stuck by my side was now halfway around the world.

That time apart was the best thing that could have ever happened to me… once I got past the shock and raw emotions of being alone, I started really focusing on me.

I was working doing sessions with a shaman and with a cranio-sacralist. I was going to the gym. I finished my degree and worked a full time job…I got really comfortable with being alone.

And I would say ultimately, I got really comfortable in my own skin and with who I was.

Fast forward to my husband coming home and within 6 weeks we picked up and moved to Turkey together. Holy cow was that a rough transition… we were in a country where we didn’t speak the language, I didn’t have a job and didn’t know anyone, and as we found out, I was pregnant when we moved so I was dealing with pregnancy in a foreign country.

I had gotten comfortable with who I was and being alone, and then I had to go through a whole new layer of remembering myself despite the chaos of a new environment and no longer being alone.

I gave birth to my daughter in Turkey and shortly after, the pandemic hit. I convinced my husband to move back to America as soon as he lined up a job… Coming home should have been easier than it was but as I was starting to realize, every shift held its own chaos, its own heartbreak, and lots of twists and turns.

I started doing ceramics at a local art studio around the time Rowan turned 1. Within 6 months, I started teaching classes and did that for the next year, even teaching a bit into my second pregnancy.

My body STRUGGLED with the second pregnancy and maybe part of that had to do with being sad about losing my freedom again. I felt like I had to choose between a business (I was planning to open my own ceramic studio) and being a completely present mom.

Anyone who has seen me with my babies knows it was never a contest and I’d choose those squishy monsters every time even as my nervous system screams about being touched out…

Every bit of rage and heartbreak, every layer that I had to heal, every bump in the road, it’s all led me to this point.

This point where I found my health by learning to listen.

I started working with my body instead of against it.

And now, I have this amazing small business where I get to help others do the same.

If I look at my journey through it all, I would call it my Sacred Unraveling.

Years of healing layers of anger and grief, years of getting to a comfortable spot and then having to move through more layers as my environment shifted and brought more of my shadow to light… all of it was necessary to get me to this point and there's something truly holy about recognizing that.

There's a quote that says, “I sat with my anger long enough to recognize that her name was grief” and it’s been one of the most perspective-altering things I’ve ever read and it’s become a soul mantra for me.

Under all the layers of rage, overwhelm, and chaos, there was grief and I just had to give myself space to feel it.

I created a tea called Soften that is designed to help aid you in your own Sacred Unraveling.

It’s for the ones who have been holding it all in… you keep showing up despite the rage, despite the heartbreak, despite the overwhelm… you've held it together and kept going. And now you can offer yourself a moment to soften, to let the walls fall down, to let the rage melt away, to let the tears fall, to unravel and soften back into yourself.

I designed Soften to work with you on the physical, emotional, and energetic layers.

🌸 Rose petals to open the emotional body and support the heart

🌿 Hawthorn leaves & flowers to help ease the pain of grief and gently move it out

🍋 Lemon balm to soothe the nervous system

🌱 Skullcap to ease tension and help you let go of the looping anger

🌼 Dandelion root to help your liver physically shift out the anger

🍊 Orange peel to help dissolve bitterness

🍒 Schisandra berries to help move stuck energy, support the liver as it clears the anger, and to offer the body adaptogens to move through the emotions without stress

My Unraveling has taken years, and while I know I’m not done, I now have the tools—and the trust in myself—to keep moving through the layers as they arise.

This tea is one of those tools.

A gentle invitation to pause, to breathe, and to soften back into the truth of who you are.

You don’t have to hold it all together. You don’t have to carry it alone.

Let this be your moment to unravel, to release, and to remember:

✨ You are worthy of peace.

✨ You are worthy of softness.

✨ You are love, even if you’ve forgotten.