My Story
In the void, a blank canvas lay before me, whispering, "Draw yourself. Don't worry about perfection. Color outside the lines."
And so I did. And here I am.
Wild and Free
For a long time, I was on a journey of searching, longing for something beyond what my eyes could see. I was taught, and deeply believed, that the way forward was to seek the light. So, I began looking outside of myself for answers, feeling like I needed validation for my existence. I poured myself into realities crafted by others, molding myself to fit spaces that were never truly mine.
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But no matter how much I gave, how perfectly I played the part, something always felt off; like I was drifting further and further from myself. I began to feel the quiet ache of disconnection, the emptiness of a life shaped by expectations that weren't my own.
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And then, one day, the illusion shattered. I saw through the conditioning, the quiet programming designed to keep us small. I felt, deep in my whole being, the weight of stories that were never mine to carry.
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So, I let go.
I stepped into the void.
​I unlearned.
I shed.
I allowed myself to break open so that I could be reborn.
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This path has never been easy. But in the darkness, I planted a seed. A seed of trust.
And La Rose was born.
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​From nothing, I began again. Petal by petal, I grew.
​I realized to rewrite my reality, I first had to unlearn everything I was taught. And in that unraveling,
I found a simple yet powerful truth:
Everything I had been searching for was always within me.
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I am the creator of my reality. My essence is not something to find; it is something to be.
My truth is not something to chase; it is something to trust.
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It was in the darkness that I found my root. Not by escaping, not by reaching for something outside of myself, but by sinking deeper into the raw, undeniable truth. Like the wild rose, my roots are in the earth. I do not need permission to bloom.
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That experience grounded me deeply into my human body.
I am a child of the earth. Of the wind. Of the fire and the rivers. I am here, in this body, in this moment. And that is enough.
I have always been enough.
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But I am not just myself - I am every person I have ever met.
The ones who stayed, the ones who left, the ones whose presence was fleeting yet still carved a piece of themselves into my story. The lovers I have touched, the wounds I have kissed, the stories that shaped me. I am the sparkly, wild magic I see in my friends. I am my daughter's laugh, reminding me that life is delicious. I am the wisdom of my ancestors, the love that grew beyond their pain.
I am the cycle broken, the healing realized, the strength passed down in new and beautiful ways. I am the mirror and the reflection. Through you, I have discovered parts of myself I never knew existed.​​​​
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I am also nature in its Purest Form
I am the stories whispered by the trees. The earth beneath bare feet. I am the sun that blazes and the moon that softens. I am the song carried by the wind, the river that surrenders to the bends of life. I am the wildflower that grows absolutely EVERYWHERE.
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I Am the Sacred Feminine, the Goddess, the Wild Woman
I embody sensuality, grace, and love in its purest form. But I am also raw fire, an untamed force, that primal vitality that dances wildly without hesitation. I am the woman who laughs loudly, who moves like the wind, who embraces the messy,
the unpredictable, the real.
And because I see myself in all of you, I love unconditionally.
I love the light, the dark, the beauty, the chaos - because it is all a reflection of this infinite dance of existence.
To love unconditionally is to be free.
Deep within me, I hold an untamed, raw essence; a force that was never meant to be confined. It is this wild, unfiltered magic that calls me to help others find their own.
I am here to awaken the wild feminine.
To guide women back to themselves. To unravel the layers, explore the depths, and reclaim the power that was never lost..
only buried.
I do not have all the answers
There are days when i feel completely unaligned, when the path feels messy, when I question everything I thought I knew. There are moments when I get stuck, when I fall into old patterns, when the weight of my being human feels heavy.
I have learned to embrace all of me.
Not just the light, but the uncertainty. Not just the clarity, but the confusion. Not just the power, but the tenderness of not knowing. Because this journey isn't about being perfect or always knowing the way. It's about allowing myself to feel it all, to move through the chaos with trust, to dance with both the expansion and the contraction.
I AM NOT THE FINAL PORTRAIT.
I AM THE HAND THAT'S STILL PAINTING.
I have learned that I am not just one thing.
I am all the versions of me that have ever existed, and all the versions yet to come. I am the love I give, the healing I offer, the energy that moves through me. I am the pain I have endured, the lessons that cracked me open, and
the infinite love that pieced me back together.
I do not seek to define myself. I simply am.
And in this knowing, I have found freedom.
This is who I am.
And if you feel this, if your soul recognizes this song - I see you. I honor you. I welcome you
Thank you for taking the time to read my words. Your presence here means more than you know.
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Step into La Rose - The Unfolding Journey
