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Lately, it has been hot, so I decided to do something that would make life a little easier. I cooked a bunch of different meals in the crock pot, put them into containers, and froze them. That way, when the weather is hot, I wouldn't have to do much cooking. Then a flyer came in from the local Mexican market. They had pineapples, plantains, mangoes, watermelon, cucumbers—fresh fruits and vegetables at really good prices. They also had beef shanks. So after the gym, I had my caretaker take me to the store. I already had plenty of food at home. I had meals in the freezer, food in the refrigerator, and everything I needed. I wasn't going to the store because I was running out of food. But when I got there, something happened. I felt happy. The store was colorful and full of fresh food. I could choose one of this, two of that, three of something else. I wasn't limited to whatever quantity happened to come in a package. I could actually look at what I wanted and decide what I wa...

Reclaiming Wholeness: From Survival to Soul-Aligned Success


There are two pivotal moments in my life that changed everything.

The first was when I had my stroke. I was lying on the ground, unable to move, and I prayed to God, “Please don’t leave me like this.” I had no idea how I was going to provide for myself. I’ve been an unmarried woman my entire life—not necessarily by choice, but because I never met the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. So I’ve always had to pay my own bills and take care of myself.

After my stroke, I was left with deep trauma and fear. It felt like my soul had disconnected—like I’d lost a piece of who I was, and I didn’t know how to get it back.

The second was the pandemic. It left a lot of fear in me. I had my stroke during the pandemic, and in a strange way, it was both a blessing and a curse. The world stopped—and that pause gave me the time I needed to heal.

In the beginning, I focused on my physical healing. I thought that was the most important thing. I needed to rebuild my strength, stamina, and endurance to continue my work as a photographer.

But after three years of fighting to get that strength back—and finally no longer feeling like I was dying—I faced a different kind of fear: the fear of uncertainty. Business had slowed. The economy shifted. The world changed. The trends I once relied on disappeared. Nothing felt predictable anymore.

So I made a decision: I’m done waiting. I’m taking things into my own hands. I’m creating my own trends. I’m building my own future.

But I also believe this: it’s everybody’s duty to get back in the game.

We’ve all been sitting on the sidelines, watching and waiting to see what’s going to happen next. But if we’re all watching, then nothing’s happening. Someone has to move. Someone has to lead. Someone has to stir the energy again.

You’ve got to go out and make things happen. You’ve got to contribute—not just to the economy, but to the energy of the universe. And you’ve got to do it with intention.

It is your duty—and your divine right—to claim what is yours.

Now, I’m passionate about helping other creatives like me. Other single women. Anyone who feels lost. Anyone who doesn’t know how they’re going to pay their bills or survive the next chapter.

If you’re sick and tired of being sick and tired… If you’re tired of fear, of doubt, of living in survival mode… I’m working for you.

I’m paving the way for us—to clear trauma, release emotional pain, and find a new kind of financial freedom. One that doesn’t drain your soul. One that feels aligned and alive.

I’ll guide you through the step-by-step processes that helped me reclaim my wholeness and reunite my mind, body, and soul.

Through spirituality.
Through healing.
Through aligned marketing.
Through new beliefs and pure tenacity.
Through energy work.

Because if there’s one thing I specialize in, it’s being knocked down—and getting back up, over and over again.

Follow me. Walk with me. Let's create the future we deserve.  Contact me at Artful Living Coaching 

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