From the sun-soaked roots of Los Angeles to the electric pace of New York City, I’ve always moved through life with direction and ambition.

LA was my foundation. It was where I grew up, where my family was, and where I learned the values and drive that became my base.

NYC stretched me in the best way. It sharpened my edge, expanded my world, and introduced me to soul-deep relationships that shaped who I was becoming.

And then there was Denver.

Denver felt different. Quieter. Wider. Like a fresh page with no script—just me and the question of who I wanted to become next. Surrounded by the mountains, I slowed down, listened inward, and began rebuilding my sense of direction from the inside out.

That’s where the real shift happened.

I reconnected with my inner wisdom, stepped fully into leadership in my own life, and found myself craving growth that wasn’t about proving—but about alignment. The more grounded I became, the clearer everything felt. And the more I trusted myself, the more I felt called to help others do the same.