Rebel Yogini. Founder of the Sacred Rebellion.
I am not separate from the work. I am the fire it was forged in.
This isn’t a story I learned in a book. It’s one I lived through my body. I didn’t become Rebel Yogini because it sounded edgy. I became her because the world tried to make me small, silent, and palatable — and I refused.
I was shaped by trauma, performance, disconnection. I lived for years as a high-functioning ghost. But even then, something in me refused to fully disappear. That something led me back to the body. Not gently. Not easily. But with precision and fire.
The Sacred Rebellion began in my own bones — as a prayer, a reckoning, a return. Now I guide others who were never safe, who were never taught to trust their bodies, to find their way home too.
I work with all beings ready to remember the truth of their own body. Because I know what it means to live in one that felt unsafe. To armor. To disappear. To perform instead of breathe.
Finding safety in my body wasn’t a workshop. It was a long, spiraling journey of healing, rage, grief, pleasure, and radical reclamation. I didn’t arrive here through performance. I arrived through embodiment.
This work lives in my cells. Every offering I share has been walked, wept, danced, and prayed through. It’s not theory. It’s transmission.
I bring over 20 years of deep work in the healing arts — trained in trauma-informed somatic practices, bodywork, tantric intimacy, yoga, breathwork, and ritual facilitation. I’ve guided hundreds of clients through nervous system restoration, deep embodiment, and soul-level reconnection.
But the truth? My real credentials are carved into me by lived experience. The certificates came later. The wisdom came from surviving, from remembering, and from choosing to return again and again to the body as temple and teacher.
I work with all genders. With couples. With communities. With seekers, rebels, and sacred misfits. With yoga teachers and bodyworkers looking to go deeper. With anyone who’s ready to stop performing healing and start embodying it.
This is for those who want truth in their bones. For those who want to feel alive again — not just functional, but sovereign.
If you’re ready to come home to yourself—fully, wildly, truthfully—I’ll meet you there.