Creating home has always been a great passion. It has evolved along the way, deepening in its discovery and meaning. 

My first love was creating the external home—I was fascinated as a young girl learning how a house was constructed, how the spaces related to each other, and how it enhanced the lives of those who would live in it.

Studying psychology in high school and university fed my fascination for the inner realm and how we are “constructed” as individuals. I always had a seeking nature, wondering what life meant, what my purpose in it was and why I became the way I was. 

These interests didn’t seem connected for a long time and I pursued them separately, while I also became a math and science teacher, which lead me to work in the computer industry. 

I often felt lost, however. I longed for something elusive and I couldn’t quite articulate what it was. The closest I came was the occasional gut-wrenching yearning to “go home.”

After I started having children staying in shape was really important to me (well, to my inner critic, that is). I completed my fitness certification for my own learning as well as a fun part-time job teaching a few classes each week. 

This ignited a third (or is it fourth??) interest of health and wellness. 

I thought I’d go crazy trying to figure out what I really wanted to be when I grew up! I felt like I was going in so many directions.

However, Life had my back. I have the image of these separate swirling currents that were getting closer and closer, until they started synchronizing to become an amplified and unified energy.

In a bittersweet twist of fate, all my interests came together to save myself in a health crisis. I had no idea that the distress and pain I felt then would be the gift I had always searched for.