A Journey to Here

My earliest years were difficult, and for the first five years of my life I often could not rely on the adults around me for safety. When the world felt unpredictable, I turned to nature. I found steadiness in trees, comfort in the seasons, and a sense that something larger was holding me when people could not. Even then, I was searching for understanding.

As a child, I was deeply curious about the unseen. In my early teens, that curiosity led me to explore religions, yoga philosophy, and spiritual traditions. I wasn’t searching for answers, but for coherence, a way to understand both pain and beauty.

At nineteen, I followed that pull west with a one-way ticket to California, a girlfriend by my side, and an orange tabby cat named Zeus. I had no plan, only a willingness to move when life whispered go. From that moment, I began what I now call being a Tourist of Life. Between nineteen and twenty-nine, I lived in California, Georgia, Alabama, Arkansas, Utah, and eventually returned to Sioux Falls. In each place, I sought out the locals and the elders, learning from the rhythms, the magic, and the stories that lived in each land.

In Georgia, beneath the Spanish moss of old woods, I spent three years living in a camper. That small home became the setting for some of the most formative experiences of my life. It was there that I raised my daughter for nearly her first year, learning motherhood not as a concept, but as a full-bodied practice of devotion, patience, and presence. Life in that camper taught me simplicity, resilience, and reverence for the small, sacred details of living.

My professional path began in pre and postnatal fitness training, supporting women through pregnancy and postpartum. Movement was the first doorway into understanding the body, but I quickly realized that strength alone could not hold everything women carry. Beneath the physical lies memory, emotion, intuition, and transformation.

At twenty-three, I began consciously connecting with my daughter before she arrived, opening my first experience with conscious conception. Over the next five years of motherhood, I learned that spirituality is not separate from life. It lives in night wakings, identity shifts, grief, joy, and fierce love.

Over time, my work evolved into yoga, somatic practices, doula support, ceremony, women’s circles, and plant wisdom. My goal has always been to translate esoteric teachings into modern life in a way that is inhabitable and real. I help people connect their bodies, minds, and spirits in ways that are practical, grounded, and deeply human.

Artemis Revival was born from this life—born from wandering and returning, from rooting and remembering. Today, I am home again in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, raising my daughter while carrying the medicine of every place that shaped us.

My work is not about transcendence or escape. It is about integration.

It is about learning how to live a sacred life inside a human one, with dirt under our feet, breath in our lungs, and trust in what the body already knows.