Since I was 5 years old, I’d built my identity on what I could achieve and receive praise for: my grades, my looks, my accomplishments.

My path began in the medical field, where I saw woman after woman being anxious and frustrated. I saw them running on fumes, their bodies turning on them in ways that showed me predictable patterns.

They were born into a world where their power was diminished, exploited, and siphoned to appease the world of “earning”. I saw them struggle, but my hands were tied.

I then ventured into the realm of entrepreneurship and excelled, developing a multi-six-figure business. My personal brand quickly became recognizable and sought after. I served over a thousand women.

I was living in the city of my dreams, making tons of money, being pursued by men with fancy dinners and fine wine. I became a money-printing asset for my clients.

It seemed that I checked every box on the list of success.

And yet, I was chasing a life that still felt like it was missing something.

It was missing something fundamental that could never be filled with more money or accomplishments.

It was as I gathered myself back together after a heart-wrenching custody battle over my son that I understood this paradigm I took on wasn’t going to bring me an inch further.

I chased because I believed I had to earn more and more to be loved.

I had to be successful to be happy.

But there was no end to this pursuit.

It was a thirst that couldn’t be quenched.

Making money and buying all I wanted felt good in the moment, but after years of doing so, I felt like all the gold turned to ash in my mouth.

This sentiment was reflected in the women who came into my work. Women who seemed to have it all: the money, cars, men, jewels, clothes, vacations abroad. But they were often completely and utterly miserable inside. Or the women who came for more money, but their true desire was for something much larger, much deeper.

Their bodies begged for nourishment.

Their hearts desired a relationship with a man that their system was unprepared to have.

Their soul yearned for the type of sustenance only God can provide.

In a way, they were not unlike the women I encountered on my path as a doctor.

Because every woman comes to this Earth with a profound blueprint of wealth. Her desire for it is proof of its existence.

But wealth is not just money.

Wealth is:

Your health

Your relationships

Your finances

Your spirituality

Your freedom

True wealth is living a paradigm where you have all five - and that truth brought me to my knees.

So as the world around me came to a halt, I had to face the truth.

It was me.

I was called to discover the depths of true wealth, and it needed me to face the crevices of my heart protected by money and success.

I’d had enough.

I wanted to teach other women that there is a way to close the gap between the life they have and the life they yearn for without creating more depletion.

On the contrary, by experiencing vitality and love so deeply, they spill over into their financial wellness naturally.

But first, I had to do that for myself.

I went back to my family and stared down my triggers, my identity, and my “masculine” ways. I was empowered to break out of the paradigm that kept me in chains.

To understand the exact dynamics that held me back from the true life of milk and honey. From the heaven on Earth I was meant to live.

I learned to stay in my body in the toughest, most high-tension situations that pushed all my childhood buttons. Every day for 5 months straight, with the people who installed the buttons in the first place. (Whew, chile!)

It was an initiation. One that filled the empty space marked by the yearning for something bigger. The yearning for God and for Eros. Not in a dogmatic sense. In a way that His sweet nectar is poured into our bodies to soothe, to regulate, to renew.

I have never felt more centered, grounded, and light in my life.

I was able to enter a whole new paradigm and developed the way to guide women through their deepest and most gnarly attachments and triggers with their health, men, money, and God. To embody their raw, bold, devoted, turned-on WOMAN inside. To leap the gap from the Earning Paradigm to the Receiving Paradigm. The paradigm that opens them to full-spectrum wealth.

I made a promise to myself that I will become the guardian of respect for the masculine in men and the feminine in women. Of our connection to God and the magnificent ways we are made to steward the frequency of heaven on Earth.

This is the world I have created for myself, with God first. God is the thread that runs through it all and makes all the difference.

God was the missing piece that cannot be circumnavigated or replaced.

I made an unbreakable vow.

To live the way that honours my primal, tender, potent design as a woman.

To claim the fullness of my birthright: health, love, money, freedom, and God - woven into one life, the way they were always meant to be.

In Love,

Dr. S

You don't realize how easily your parents can still move you until you are with them for concentrated, unrelenting amounts of time. When there is no curated time off. Just you, them, and every button they ever installed, getting nudged, brushed, and pressed like an altar of old initiations.

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God's got jokes. I thought I'd only be here a month or two. We are now in month four.

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Some days I feel like a gold-star priestess, passing my spiritual tests with flying colors... and I mean *flying*, like something in me has genuinely caught fire. Other days, I find myself sitting in waves of grief and chagrin, realizing how long that button has been there, how pressable it still is after all the internal work I've done, and how many relationships felt the brunt along the way. The body doesn't lie. It never lied.

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Nobody can press you like your mama.

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This season has illuminated how carefully I've curated my life - the people I surround myself with, the quality of presence I've built as my baseline. My world has been full of self-aware, inner-work-doing humans. And then God, in His infinite humor and precision, sent me back to the source.

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Of course He did. Of course He waited until I had left my soul home. Until my identity had shifted, until my business had shifted, until I was more deeply rooted in the Divine than I have ever been - and then said: "Go get your full report."

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Here is what this crucible has cracked open in me:

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1. None of their behavior was ever my imagination - but the meaning I gave it was. That distinction is everything.

2. What they call presence is proximity: being in the same house. Not emotional or mental attunement. That's not personal - it's generational. Boomers were not raised to offer what we were starving for.

3. My mystical, priestess, energy-aware, work-from-home life is genuinely foreign to them. It unsettles them. They will say so. Over and over. And I have learned to let that land with me without collapsing.

4. Opening my capacity to be in the sensations I'd rather flee - that has been wildly, dangerously, deliciously liberating. And I have been able to bring every ounce of that into my work with clients.

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This is what the spiritual journey actually is. Not ascension away from the body. Not enlightenment as escape.

But this:

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The body and relationships are the vessel of awakening. Identity forged in the crucible of contact. Eros, real Eros, life force, aliveness, let in through the body in a fully grounded way.

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I am becoming unshakable. Not brittle-hard. Not armored. Unshakable- the kind that comes from having taken all of your victimhood, your anxiety, your avoidance, your resistance, your escape artistry - and felt it anyway, without losing yourself.

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That is the work.

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Even the most powerful women I know have told me they don't think they could do this. Stay this long. Hold this much.

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God knows what He is doing.

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He is molding me. For the next step, and the next, and the next.

In Love,

Dr. S

Wise women- seers don’t chase men - they summon…and the time for seers and warriors to come together is now. But there is a distortion in the way.

The idea that the Masculine always leads has created a distortion in male/female relationships that is against natural design. Especially women of perimenopause and menopause age, women lead more than they know.

Look at God’s design of the sperm and the egg.

Sperm are raw, masculine, forward motion incarnate. They are chemically programmed to charge ahead. They will swim through hostile environments, fight currents, navigate around obstacles, and die trying.

The egg gives the sperm DIRECTION.

Her technology literally beckons, “This way”.

She provides the direction.

He is the master of motion.

She evokes his presence.

He is wired to pursue.

He can’t get to her if she doesn’t signal him. He’ll keep moving forward - but to where?

All of his force, all of that biological urgency, is directionless without the egg’s chemical signal.

This technology is sacred, and it is being lost on modern women.

Women complain, “Why do we have to tell him?? Why can’t he do it himself?”

This comes from the idea that her responsibility for her signal is LABOR on an already overwhelmed woman.

I am here to offer a reframe.

What if you see it as your Divine Responsibility to give a man direction on how to get to you, to meet you, to join you in union?

You aren’t being asked to go first as a punishment or because he is inept.

You go first because it is your honor to do so.

Perimenopause and menopause aren’t the time to forget this technology.

It is great to take your space during this transition to get cozy and quiet. You need that.

But if you desire “the men to get up and fight”, don’t forget your role as the summoner. The egg doesn’t nag, poke, or belittle in her urgency. She signals through her frequency.

The frequency of the wise woman-seer summons the warrior-protector - this is the natural order.

You’ll be either fighting something together or fighting each other.

These times call for the seer and the warrior to come together and for the seers to be allies with their own bodies, hearts, and the power of being a woman who leads with him and not over him.

Time to adjust your signal. Especially if you’ve been through a massive transition, your signal needs a refresh.

In Love,

Dr. S

When you come into menopause and perimenopause, this is even more important because you are becoming the SEER of your community.

Any prescriptions, including bioidentical hormones, alter the proper biochemistry you need to SEE and to conduct what God brings through you without distortion.

They may make you more pleasant.

It may feel like they allow you to side-step the physical changes of life.

But you also side-step the changes you need to make to your lifestyle to have the freedom and the sovereignty from a medical system that isn’t being honest about the long-term effects of these meds.

Hormones are not to be used long-term because they overburden the liver and make you a lifelong consumer - in other words - they control you.

Do you hear what I’m saying?

Your hormones affect how you SEE yourself, your partner, and world paradigms.

Once this is compromised, so will be your channel and your ability to see without distortion.

If you decide to go the HRT route, you will later need work and remediation to remove the distortion. You will feel a withdrawal from the Rx. You will feel awful without it.

Don’t fool yourself that you will not be altered or that clarity will not be lost. I’ve seen this in hundreds of my female patients who got a prescription from another doctor, then wanted my help getting back off.

As a wise-woman seer, your biochemistry and inner scaffold need to be protected like a golden goose.

This is about preserving and amplifying your clarity as a seer and your sovereignty as a woman.

Do the work to correct your metabolism and sync your rhythms with God, earth, and your natural design. Yes, it takes work.

Do the work to heal the trauma you still hold and empty the pockets of pain in your body.

Attachment wounds will warp your lens, alter your hormones, and have you turning to an Rx over God and truth. Old pain will have you naming trauma responses + cortisol as intuition.

This is why seers need to be strong and be protective.

Rx’s distort perception and biochemistry.

Your habitual biochemistry becomes your metabolism and your state of mind.

Your state of mind becomes the foundation of your relationships.

Humble yourself and open yourself to understanding your own body.

If you become strong enough that your biochemistry and state of mind can’t be altered, then you are free. Then you can’t be bought or turned.

Then you will be worthy of being the SEER of your community

If you are a seer, guard your mind, biochemistry, and heart - and become FREE.

If this is you, come closer, DM me, and let’s talk. I have a few spots open to work with me privately.

The Crossing is 90 days of support to bring your hormones into balance, feeling clear, bright, and focused, with newfound attunement in your relationships, so the woman you are meant to be can emerge.

This life I’m building feeds my heart.

My dad is in his 70s, and he asked me to pressure wash the concrete on the back patio for him so his back wouldn’t get out of whack.

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At first, I just took my time, gliding back and forth in small strokes, cleaning with the washer, and that satisfying feeling of watching the cement give up its months of built-up dirt.

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Soon, I was totally in the groove with a rhythmic flow, signing along to Jimmy Buffett and Steve Miller - right, left, right, left.

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And it popped into my mind, “I’d much rather be doing this than sitting at my computer. It’s a gorgeous day, 80 degrees and partly sunny, and dad needs a break.”

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I looked over at my parents sitting on their wooden swing, barefoot, facing the pond, and watched my mother smack Dad’s arm as he must’ve said something wise-a$$ to make her laugh.

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Then turned my attention back down to my work - gliding right, left, right, left.

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The life I am building looks unrecognizable compared to what I used to want. I used to write marketing hooks about $10K paydays and how a woman could have a quantum leap - because that was the world I lived in. There’s nothing wrong with wanting those things - but I don’t resonate with that version of myself anymore.

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It is as if my heart woke up and I can’t be arsed with anything that contains a “hook”. I’ve unfollowed women I like who talk about emotional hooks all day - and had a chuckle that “I’m done with these hookers.”

Those things just don’t feel important to me anymore.

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You know what feels important?

Getting outside

Helping my dad

Watching my parents flirt with each other

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Hearing my dad say, “Before we get started, your mother just took banana bread out of the oven. Go gitcha a slice and remember the butter.”

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Some part of me feels so liberated - so reborn.

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My life runs on analog now - the cyclical, earth, nature, gliding left and right, simple pleasures of hot, fresh banana bread with melty, salted butter.

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I still run my business, see my clients, and their results are getting deeper, richer, and more laced with the truth of what they REALLY want when they aren’t focused on “keeping up”.

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There are new levels of power coming through me - I can feel them rumbling in my body - as I watch the simplicity of the life my parents built, their polarity, their playfulness, the way my father cares for her and provides for her, the way she makes his favorite foods and takes care of the home.

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It’s so simple. It’s so sweet.

They follow zero polarity rules.

They only follow God, their hearts, and their devotion to their union and family.

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These are my roots. This is my heritage, their legacy.

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This feeds my heart.

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If this calls to you, come closer…I have room for a couple more mentoring clients. Let’s talk.