Kathryn in a black jacket at outdoor cafe in Italy with coffee and croissant

I have been this way as long as I can remember: endlessly curious in the way of someone who finds the world genuinely wondrous, drawn equally to the academic and the mystical, the logical and the deeply felt.

These are not opposites I have resolved so much as extremes I have learned to inhabit simultaneously, and to return from, consciously, to center. I can sit in detached compassion and feel fiery, intense love at the same time. I can analyze and intuit in the same breath. This is not a contradiction I have overcome. It is the basis of who I am, and how I can make the mystical less intimidating and more like a homecoming.

I am a knower and a seeker. A sacred priestess aware of the divine within us all. Someone who has held onto hope and idealism through life’s circumstances, and has arrived, after everything, more embodied and more certain of her purpose than ever.

And I am here, in this work, because there is nowhere else I would rather be.

I am water, fire, air, and earth combined.

THE
PATH

I did not arrive here in a straight line. I arrived the way most true things do: circuitously, beautifully, and with a few unexpected detours that turned out to be the destination.

The spiritual has always been present in me, not as something I found, but as something I was born knowing. My formal studies in medieval literature and languages deepened that connection considerably. It was during those years that I encountered Dante's Divina Commedia as not simply a poem, but as a map of the soul's journey toward the divine, rendered in the most breathtaking Italian ever written. It did not introduce me to spirituality, but it radically changed my perspective. I cry every time I reach the ending. I suspect I always will.

For a time, I followed the path the world laid out. I checked the boxes, met the expectations, built the life that looked right from the outside. Something always felt missing, not broken, not wrong, but incomplete. Like Dante at the opening of the Commedia, I found myself lost in a dark wood before I understood that the wood was the beginning, not the end. The journey back to myself was also, it turned out, the journey toward everything.

Years later, a mediumship reading changed my life. What came through in that session was so awesome, so tender, so unmistakably genuine that I could not look back. The medium who gave that reading became a friend, and that friendship opened doors I hadn't known existed: books, courses, modalities, and a whole world of knowing I had been circling without realizing.

I began training as a psychic medium. Around the same time, I had my first tarot reading; one that didn't quite resonate. It suggested I was in my twenties, single, childless. The truth was comically otherwise. I picked up a deck of cards shortly after, drawn by curiosity and a longing to explore how accurate and in-depth readings could be. From there, I discovered that tarot and I naturally harmonized.

When a friend invited me to a priestess circle, I arrived skeptical but curious. I left with an unshakable knowing.

Three paths ignited at once: the tarot, the mediumship, the priestess journey. Rather than pulling me in different directions, they converged into something singular. Along the way, reiki, akashic records, and the rich languages of astrology and Human Design wove themselves in, together creating a richer tapestry. I am not one modality. I am a unique amalgamation, and these paths work together within me in ways that continue to unfold and astonish. After all, everything is one.

This all unfolded simultaneously, and at the same age as Dante when he found himself lost in the wood. It felt like chaos then. Looking back, it was magical breadcrumbs leading me exactly where I needed to go. I wouldn't trade it for the world.

THE
WORK

Regardless of the modality, my approach is the same: I don't work literally or by rote. What I do is closer to translation, weaving together meaning, intuitive hits, and a simultaneous sense of the immediate moment and the longer path as a whole. In a tarot reading, that means the cards are a starting point, not a script. In a reiki session, it means staying open to whatever comes through energetically, emotionally, or spiritually. In an Akashic Records reading, it means following the thread wherever it leads. Sometimes a loved one who has passed steps forward. Sometimes a message arrives from a client's spirit team, or a psychic impression surfaces to be shared. I follow what comes through, always with love, always with consent, and always in service of my client's greatest and highest good.

I am a Reiki Master Teacher and a certified Akashic Records practitioner, and I bring the same quality of presence to every modality I work with: empathetic, grounded, and unfailingly honest. There are no scare tactics here. No fearmongering. No cultivated dependency. What I offer is clarity, held in compassion.

What clients tend to experience, again and again, is feeling genuinely seen. Sometimes there is disbelief (one client asked her friend afterward whether she had told me anything about her. She hadn't). Beyond the accuracy, what seems to stay with people is something quieter: a sense that the individual things they're going through aren't random struggles, but steps on a journey. That they are not lost. That they are, in fact, exactly where they need to be.

THE
HUMAN

I am a creatrix by nature, with a deep need to express myself through every medium available. I knit, embroider, weave, bake, and find true joy in bringing beauty into the world with my hands. My ideal morning involves fresh scones, a proper cappuccino (I lived in Italy; I am ruined for anything less), rain on the window, and a book I cannot put down, preferably somewhere in the vicinity of a Scottish loch, a rose garden, and several cats. I am working on it.

I am a lover of languages — Italian fluently, Spanish passionately (I lived briefly in Spain too), as well as French, Latin, and Old English to various degrees (I even translated my own version of Beowulf at university). This past winter I picked up Scottish Gaelic simply because it called to me. This is not unusual.

I never forget a birthday. I stick to my word. I am fiercely and softly devoted to the people I love. I love Taylor Swift not just for her music, but also the extraordinary depth of her writing and range. One of my favorite tarot decks features her lyrics alongside the card meanings, creating an entirely new language for readings. The Eras Tour is among the great experiences of my life.

I also harbor deep and longstanding grudges against both squirrels and pigeons. They know what they did.

Connection is the organizing principle of everything: my love of literature, history, languages, travel, and people. I want to understand every place, every era, every culture from the inside out. This work is, in many ways, the purest expression of that desire. Every session is a connection. Every reading is a renewal, for both of us.