When I look back, anxiety has been part of my story for as long as I can remember. It started young—lying awake at night, overwhelmed by thoughts I couldn’t make sense of.

As I grew, it shifted. I became incredibly hard on myself, constantly scanning for what I did wrong instead of what I did right. It was a quiet battle—I didn’t fall apart outwardly, but inside I was always trying to “fix” myself.

Over time, my anxiety came in waves. Then migraines hit—intense, vision-loss episodes that left me living in constant fear of the next one. I ended up in the ER more than once, convinced something was seriously wrong. That was my first deep anxiety season—and I remember thinking, I cannot live like this.

I started small. Moving my body each morning, just hoping it would help. That path led me to yoga, and it changed everything. For the first time, I felt a real connection between my mind and body. I wasn’t just fighting anxiety anymore—I was learning how to sit with it.

Therapy came next. My first experience wasn’t the right fit, but it taught me how to advocate for myself. Finding the right therapist helped me understand intrusive thoughts for what they are—just thoughts, not truths. That’s when healing truly began.

Life softened. I got married, became a mom, and continued building tools through yoga, mindfulness, and meditation. But in 2023, anxiety returned suddenly after a migraine while driving with my kids. It was overwhelming—but this time, I knew where to start.

I returned to the practices that grounded me—movement, breathwork, meditation—and included my kids in the process.

And in January 2024, Tiny Mindful Moments was born.

Because I knew I wasn’t alone. There are so many others quietly carrying the same weight.

What once helped me survive became my purpose. This work—through classes, community, and my online studio—is about helping others find those same tools.

This isn’t just a business.
It’s purpose. It’s alignment.
And I’m just getting started.