​I am an accredited Massage Therapist and Coach. My highest excitement is to be a guide for those ready to return to their truest selves. My work centers on reclaiming and protecting innocence - the raw, unfiltered authenticity that often gets buried under the ways we have edited ourselves and adapted to life's circumstances. For the past eight years I have been weaving together a unique bodywork methodology that blends Taoist principles and the Tantric healing tradition with modern Western therapeutic practices.

Since my teenage years, I've been exploring what it means to truly listen - to the body, to our heart, to the wisdom that lives beneath the noise. That curiosity has evolved into a deep, embodied practice where I work hands-on with clients, using massage and energetic touch to support healing.

I believe that our full potential - our self-actualization depends on one essential act: coming home to our bodies. When we create a sense of safety, rootedness, and belonging within ourselves, we unlock the power to live more fully, love more deeply, and raise our consciousness.

My role is to help you inhabit your humanity with presence, care, and courage - to walk with you as you gently begin to open the doors you've long kept closed. Together, we'll move slowly, tenderly and truthfully... toward wholeness.

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WHAT HAS MADE ME?

I was brought up in Riga, Latvia, but at a young age I was sent to Brighton, UK, which soon became my second home. My Latvian design art studies continued with performance art studies in London in 2008. In 2011 as a way to dedicate myself to my healing of trauma, to form a deeper connection to my body and my creativity, my own therapy and healing took precedence, exploration of various spiritual modalities begun. In 2016 reoccurring night dreams beckoned me to leave the life I knew and called me urgently to follow a path of using my hands and my energy to help people heal.

As a child I was a quiet kid, introverted and reflective. Growing up I detested pretending. I was bad at it, and it would hurt my body to try and put on a show to please others. I avoided it at all measures. If I performed, I could only be myself. If I was asked to tell the truth, I could not lie. I found it confusing that people were not communicating about that which was actually going on in them at the time, that they seemed to be always trying to talk about other things, this was confusing for me. I kept thinking: why can't we just talk about how we actually feel and what we actually want right now? Why is everyone talking about everything but that?! I suffered greatly from living a life society and parents demanded of me, trying to fit into a system that did not seem to be made for people like me. I went along with it for some time, but this kind of life got me depressed and I couldn't help but ask: ''Wait, this is what I came here for?! This just sucks! Have I really come here to go along with all this?! Why am I asked to do this? This is painful.'' Because of my hyper-sensitivity I suffered greatly, feeling deep sense of non-belonging. A sense of traumatized dissociation was a normal day-to-day state for me. Who on earth created a system where you take humans at their most developmentally vulnerable stages, put them into schools, tell how to be, what to do, how to think, how quickly to think, how quickly to get something done, how to dress... What kind of a system takes advantage of such vulnerability? In hindsight, I don't think I was an unusual child, turns out many feel like this in their childhood. Except, at a young age, something in me which I would like to call, a whisper from my soul, a flame of sorts that would never go out, kept begging me to make a promise. The promise was: promise to not give your innocence away. My work is me keeping my promise. My work is how I continue to be the whisper reminding others of the promise they made with their soul. Sometimes a consistent gentle whisper throughout our life is all we need to keep the fire of our soul longings burning.
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