I used to think being health-conscious was a niche personality type.

When I was diagnosed with a chronic illness after years of symptoms and missing out on life, and could not find treatment through the medical system, I took my healing into my own hands.

I made all the mistakes. I starved myself. I ran on a treadmill for hours. I ate food I hated, and more than that, I found no joy in such a fundamental piece of the human experience. I found no joy in existing in my own body.

Through time and, if I’m honest, obsession, the mystery of wellness began to untangle itself. I saw the magic of the human body and tasted the freedom of real living. I became offended by the reduction of health to just counting calories, cardio, and self-punishment.

I healed my chronic illness and in the process, fell in love with the ingredients of the earth and the way they work together.

During those grueling days of inventing my own healing, I had a sense that if I could just figure it for me, I could do it for others. I undid years of capitalistic and social conditioning around food, weight, pharmaceuticals, and the industries that profit from our physical oppression.

I freed my mind and body and I became obsessed with helping other people do it too.

I am deeply in love with food, people, and the joy of being alive. I can’t wait to help you feel the same way.