Clear the noise.
Remember who the f*ck you are.

Hi, I’m Sara!
A wandering fusion of yoga, massage, Reiki, and blueprint work you didn’t know you’d been waiting for.

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This is My Activism

We all see what’s happening on the world stage - fear, division, disconnection. We've been conditioned to label, to separate, to forget that we are one. But the truth is, we were never meant to live divided. Unity consciousness is our birthright.

It’s easy to feel overwhelmed, unsure how to make a difference. For some, activism looks like marching, organizing, raising voices. That path is powerful. But mine looks different.

My activism is alignment. It’s restoring balance within, so we can remember that we are not separate. That the power we seek is already inside us. That love is our nature. That union isn’t something we find, it’s something we remember.

I help people return to the truth of who they are. Not through forcing, but through softening. Not through fixing, but through feeling. Through honest presence and energetic recalibration, I hold space for distortion to clear.

We didn’t come here to be the same. We came to live, to love, to learn, but not by squeezing ourselves into roles we were never meant to play. Friction happens when we wear someone else’s energy. Freedom happens when we remember our own.

Through sacred bodywork, breath-led movement, and intuitive recalibration, I offer space - a return to resonance, a restoration of what’s been distorted - so your wholeness can rise.

Because when you clear the noise and remember your truth, you don’t just heal yourself. You ripple outward.

You become medicine.

This is how the grid rewires, through remembrance. This is how we dissolve the illusion of separation, by living our truth. This is how the collective frequency rises, when each of us dares to return to resonance.

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About Me

For me, activism started quietly, in the choice to leave behind a life that no longer fit.

I didn’t start out in the healing arts.

I started in engineering, burning more energy than I had on something I didn’t really care about. By the time I hit my early thirties, I was exhausted, unsatisfied, and quietly unraveling.

So I ran. Or maybe I drifted. The Outer Banks caught me like tide and wind, and I let the salt water strip me down to nothing. For 13 years I wove in and out of that island - Colorado, Puerto Rico, Baja, Michigan, Tennessee - each place shaping me, teaching me. I thought I was searching for something, but really, I was learning how to listen.

Now, in my forties, the current has brought me back home to Maryland. I feel different now. I feel whole.

I’ve always known my work wasn’t just for paradise. My work is in the thick of the matrix, bringing paradise into the man-made, softening the sharp edges of the masculine world with the ease and depth of the feminine current. What I offer is a bubble of paradise in the midst of it all - a place where the body can exhale, the soul can remember, and life can taste as sweet as it does on the shore.

My hands, my work, my presence - they are all in service of that. Like a Dakini’s touch - not just body to body, but soul to soul. Alive, intimate, sacred.

This is where I’ve been. This is where I’m headed.

And if you’ve landed here, maybe it’s where our paths meet too.