I was born on a chilly December morning in Richmond, Virginia. I spent most of my childhood in one of three places: outside exploring our rural three acres of land with my younger brother, in ballet shoes at our small town’s one-room dance studio, or sitting on a pew at our local church where my grandfather was the spiritual leader and preacher.
It was during the first 12 years of my life that I was steeped in family love, the Christian faith, and the arts. I learned the life-nourishing importance of giving back to the community, working hard, and committing to being a lifelong learner.
My teenage years were spent with my hair in a bun and my fingertips resting on a ballet barre. I attended a prestigious arts school which opened my heart and mind to powerful, untouchable forces and taught me a tireless commitment to habitual self-discipline.
In college, I immersed myself in the arts, philosophy, history, and cultural studies while completing two degrees and writing for newspapers covering the Richmond and Washington D.C. market. I became a detail-oriented thinker while learning how to ponder big thoughts and solve complicated problems using innovation and intellect.
After college, I worked at a law firm for four years while searching for my life’s purpose in work. I saved $10,000 marked “for pursuing your dreams” in order to have funds available whenever I figured out what those dreams looked like. I learned a lot during those years. They molded me in ways that I still notice today.
Graduate school was a whirlwind of 13-hour days of dancing, researching, and writing. My passions, interests, and talents began to bubble to the surface, and I began to find new clarity in my life priorities. I completed my yoga teacher and wellness life coaching training, and set out to discover my life purpose.