I didn't always know peace. I knew pressure. For years, I balanced the weight of work, expectations, and endless responsibilities. Like so many high achievers, I wore exhaustion like armor. I gave everything to everyone until I had nothing left.

My physical health slipped away. Although I had been meditating since I was thirteen, the lifelong practice could no longer quiet my mind. It was an unraveling the average person could never fully fathom.

The Quartz singing bowls were my turning point. Their frequencies cut through the chaos. In the stillness, something shifted. And I began to rebuild gently, slowly, strategically.

Skincare followed naturally. Mixing butters, sugars and oils became more than a routine and more like a ritual. Not for vanity but for vitality. The pitch of the bowls & the body butter cream melting between my palms became a practice that helped me to come home to myself. Not the version the world demanded, but the soft, sacred version that had been patiently waiting underneath.

My Beautiful Wildflower is where those two worlds meet. A space for healing the mind and nurturing the body. A home for anyone who's ever kept it all together and finally decided they deserve peace just as much as they deserve success.