and I didn’t just learn astrology.
I became the embodiment of my chart.

Raised by a single mom in a spiritually soaked home, I was taught to trust my inner world before the outer one.
While other kids were dreaming of careers, I was dreaming of freedom.
A life far from the rules, far from the noise, and fully mine.

At six years old, I already knew I wasn’t meant to stay where I was born. And by twenty? I had moved to Cyprus, just five days after my birthday, guided only by one thing: my chart.

That’s the power of embodiment.
And now, I help other women step into theirs.

I don’t do surface level astrology.
I guide women into their personal myth, their pleasure codes, their feminine timing and fire.
This isn’t about “knowing your rising sign.”
This is about becoming your own oracle.

Your chart isn’t a map. It’s a mirror.
And when you finally see yourself clearly,
you stop asking for permission to live.