A Life That Began in Two Layers
My story is not a simple one.
And perhaps that’s why I’ve spent my life guiding those who carry complex stories of their own.
My journey began in an unusual way.
I am a walk-in — but not in the dramatic “soul swap” sense people imagine.
It was quieter, gentler, more intertwined.
The original soul endured deeply painful early experiences: trauma, silence, disconnection, and a fractured sense of safety.
When I entered, I didn’t replace her.
I joined her.
Two consciousness streams in one body.
One holding the wounds.
One holding the blueprint for healing.
Over time, our identities merged.
Her memories became my memories.
Her pain became my purpose.
And my presence brought what she had never been given: direction, clarity, compassion, and the ability to complete what she could not finish alone.
This is why I understand sensitivity, overwhelm, fragmentation, loss, and the quiet endurance of those who have held far too much.
Trauma Happens, Life Happens – However, I sincerely believe it doesn’t have to be a life sentence
