In 1996, on what felt like a complete whim, I decided to move to New York City.

Looking back now, it feels both wildly brave and slightly insane.

I packed up my life and moved into a tiny 600-square-foot studio apartment on the Upper East Side with six women who had all just been hired as flight attendants.

Six women.
One tiny apartment.
One bathroom.
Suitcases everywhere.
Laughter constantly echoing through the room.

And somehow… it became one of the greatest blessings of my life.

Before moving there, I only knew one of the women.

The rest were strangers.

Or at least they were supposed to be.

But something magical happens when people come together during a season of becoming. We were all young, starting new chapters, chasing adventure, trying to figure ourselves out while learning how to navigate life, friendship, independence, heartbreak, joy, and adulthood all at once.

We became family almost without realizing it.

There were late-night conversations on the floor, laughter until we cried, borrowed clothes, shared meals, tears after hard days, excitement before flights, and the kind of memories that somehow become woven into your soul forever.

And what amazes me most is this:

Almost thirty years later… we are still best friends.

Even now, we all still get together every other year, and the moment we are together again, it feels like no time has passed at all.

The laughter returns instantly.
The comfort is still there.
The love remains unchanged.

Life carried all of us in different directions over the years. Different cities. Different relationships. Different losses and victories and seasons of life.

But somehow, we always find our way back to one another.

We have held each other through heartbreak.
Celebrated each other’s happiest moments.
Shown up during grief.
Laughed through chaos.
Reminded one another who we are when life became heavy.

There is something incredibly sacred about women supporting women.

The kind of friendships where you are fully seen and fully loved.
Where women hold each other up instead of tearing each other down.
Where healing, encouragement, wisdom, and unconditional love are freely shared.

I think that is why creating SoulFire Healing has become so important to me.

My deepest hope is for it to become a safe space for women of all ages. A place where women can come to feel inspired, supported, uplifted, and reminded of their own light.

A space that helps raise the Divine Feminine consciousness within the collective consciousness.

Because when women truly support one another, something powerful happens.

Healing ripples outward.
Light expands.
The world softens.

Sometimes I think about how easily none of this could have happened.

One different decision.
One moment of fear.
One “maybe I shouldn’t.”

And yet, one spontaneous choice led me to some of the greatest souls I will ever know.

It reminds me that sometimes the universe places people in our path exactly when our souls need them most.

And often, the moments that change our lives forever begin with a simple leap into the unknown.

And to me...that is a Soul Spark.

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