Flowers have always called to me. With their vivid + lively colors, fascinating fragrance blends, intoxicating energy + unspoken meanings, I'm completely entangled. Since a child, Ive been mesmerized by the way they sprout, grow, bud, bloom, wilt and dry. It's a truly beautiful symbol of our own feminine being. The moments of growth, the moments of joy, the moments of changing, dying, replanting ourselves and growing again. The symbol of a Wildflower embraces that delicate nature with resilience, determination to grow where ever our hearts and soul sees fit. Each one unique, purposeful and alive.
As I have wandered this path, I've allowed the flowers to teach me, tell me their stories and guide me on my own healing journey. A journey full of ups, downs, unexpected joy and sometimes moments of shattering. But throughout this life, they've returned to me again and again. You see, I've struggled with pain, chronic illness symptoms and hopelessness from modern medicine since I was a young teenager. No diagnoses found, no reasoning for my complaints. Acupuncture was my first opening to a wholistic way of healing, then later on diving head first into aromatherapy certification, herbal studies, flower essence training and 3 levels of Reiki mastership. I'll forever be deeply grateful for the intensity at which my world spun + changed in those life moments for they set me on this new path.