The Astrological Clarity Session

How I got here

Before astrology, I was spinning my wheels in dirt.

I didn't know what direction my life was supposed to take. I worked low-wage jobs that took everything and gave almost nothing back. Bad managers, customers who treated me like furniture, coworkers who made things harder on purpose. In my free time I numbed myself, because the existence I had didn't feel worth being present for.

But I was also looking.

I sat in Christian churches. I explored Scientology. I read the Bhagavad Gita and A Course in Miracles. I went through Deepak Chopra, Teal Swan, Mooji, and more YouTube spiritual teachers than I can account for. I was trying to understand my own mind, my own emotions, and whether any of it meant anything.

I didn't have a teacher. I didn't have a lineage. The world was my ashram, and I studied in it the way you study when only the divine is guiding you: everywhere at once, taking what was true and leaving what wasn't.

The first thing I ever read about my chart was a snippet. It said I should go into sales. I didn't know what planet it was referring to or what placement it came from. I just read it and thought, okay. I guess that's what I'll do with my life.

I was terrible at it for years.

I held eye contact too long. I asked questions that made people uncomfortable. I couldn't get my sentences to come out the way they sounded in my head. But my livelihood depended on getting better, so I kept going.

It took me a long time to understand why that snippet was right.

When I finally learned to read a chart properly, I found five planets sitting in my sixth house. Three of them in the same sign. That's an enormous amount of energy pointed at one area of life, and the sixth house is the least glamorous room in the chart. Daily work. Routine. Service. The unremarkable hours nobody applauds.

I'd spent my life being told that part was the filler between the important things.

The sixth house is an apprenticeship. You get built through repetition, through the work itself, through the environments you land in and the people you end up around. I was drawn to chaos. To workplaces and relationships that cost me something. And every one of them handed me a piece of myself I didn't want to look at.

All that searching finally made sense.

Then I realized I wasn't being punished. I wasn't serving a sentence. I was being prepared.

Every difficult job, every hard relationship, every stretch where I wondered what I was doing with my life, all of it was training for this. To sit with someone, look at their chart, and help them see the pattern they've been living inside without being able to name it.

My approach pulls from psychology, philosophy, spirituality, and a lot of direct experience. But my real credential is simpler.

I've been there. And I can help you get to the other side.