ABOUT

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I want to introduce myself fully, honestly, as me.

My name is Angel.

There are memories I carry from very early in my life clear, intact, and undeniable to me.

When I was nine months old, we were outside on the porch, and I was sitting in my car seat. I remember looking up and seeing a cloud so low it felt like I could reach out and touch it. In that moment, I spoke a full, clear sentence and said, “Momma, Uncle Bobo, Uncle Johnny, there go God.” I wasn’t repeating something I had been taught. I wasn’t guessing. I knew exactly what I was seeing, and I remember the certainty of it and the way the space shifted when I spoke it out loud.

By the time I was one year old, I was already seeing beings and interacting with them regularly. I would play with them for hours, talk with them the same way I talked with people. They weren’t frightening or unfamiliar they were simply part of my world. At that age, I didn’t know this wasn’t considered normal. It was just my reality.

As I grew older, I learned how to move between worlds how to function in this one while quietly holding awareness of something deeper. Like many sensitive children, that openness didn’t disappear, but it did change as life required adaptation, responsibility, and survival.

Years later, I was in a car accident that should have taken my life. I flipped my car three times. The axle was broken. In the moment it happened, I saw my guides and other beings around me. I felt them stabilize the car, almost as if it were being placed down rather than destroyed. When everything stopped, there wasn’t a scratch on me.

Afterward, an elderly woman came out of her house and said, “I was told to come help you.” She told me she never opened her door for anyone ever but that she knew without question she was supposed to come outside for me.

That moment didn’t make me feel special. It made me certain. Certain that life is layered, guided, and far more intentional than we are taught to believe.

Over time, my path grounded. I didn’t stay in the unseen I learned how to live here fully. I became a farmer, working with the land and seasons. An herbalist, listening to plants and the intelligence of nature. A life coach, spiritual teacher, mentor, shamanic practitioner, Reiki master, psychic, and quantum healer not as titles, but as lived practices shaped by experience, discipline, and deep respect for the work.

Everything I do is rooted in embodiment. I believe in integration, not bypassing. In truth, not performance. In honoring both the mystical and the practical. My work comes from walking myself home again and again learning how to be human while staying in relationship with the unseen.

If you’ve ever felt different, sensitive, deeply aware, or like you’ve been navigating between worlds your entire life, I want you to know this: I see you. You’re not imagining it, and you’re not alone. This is why I do this work. Not out of obligation, but devotion. It is my passion to help others feel safe in their awareness, grounded in their bodies, and supported as they remember who they are.

This is who I am.
This is my path.
And this space exists because of it.