Working as a paramedic showed me the rawness of life. I’ve held hands as final breaths were taken, and I’ve restarted hearts that had nearly given up. Trauma surrounded me daily, but over time, it awakened something unexpected: transformation.
It taught me that healing isn’t just physical—it’s deeply spiritual. Witnessing suffering broke me open, and in that openness, I found divine light.
Those intense years shaped me into who I am today—not hardened, but softened. Not fearful, but faithful. Every scar, every rescue, was a call to step fully into my purpose as a healer and spiritual teacher.