About Coming Home
How it Began
Coming Home began as a little seed, with two friends in the park, looking for likeminded sisters to build in community. Eventually, we moved the circles to my house, then the Fusion Therapy salt room, yoga studios, rooftop pools, backyards, and other remarkable spaces around town.
As I awakened from what felt like a lifetime of sleep, with a purpose driven by something greater than myself, I continued to gather women in sacred space. At the time, I often found myself reading books feeling as if the words were appearing on the pages just for me. The unfoldings within the pages were in precise alignment with my thoughts and what I was experiencing with women, in circle, and in community.
Coming Home became a place for women to be unbound from the shackles of their past experiences both in this lifetime and beyond.
I believe, we keep coming back home, returning again and again to a place within ourselves that has yet to be discovered. Perhaps that discovery is a childhood memory, a message from an ancient past, or just the moment, as it is, right here and now.