You don't have to navigate this alone.

I spent seventeen years doing community health work in Haiti and Panama — living there, not visiting. When people would walk up and ask me to help their kids, I kept having to say no. I didn't have the clinical skills. So I went and got them — a nursing degree, a doctorate in family practice, a master's in public health, and a psychiatric certification.

The 2010 Haiti earthquake changed everything. A year of response work left me with PTSD and wrecked health. My own recovery — through herbal medicine, therapy, and learning to sit with the hardest things — is what made me good at this work.

I've studied indigenous healing practices in Panama and Haiti, trained as a doula and herbalist, and found that the best of all these worlds — traditional, botanical, pharmaceutical — is what actually helps people. I came back with a deep respect for how many different ways there are to heal.

My own recovery taught me that there is beauty to be found even in the most difficult places. Now I hold space for other people's hardest moments — with honesty, warmth, and a deep respect for the many ways people find their way through.