About Heather

Like many of us, I didn’t choose this path. It chose me, again and again.

After losing both of my parents, I found myself staring at all the pieces no one talks about: the grief that lingers long after the casseroles are gone, the paperwork no one can find, the regrets whispered too late, the silence around what should have been sacred.

So I started asking questions. Then I started helping others ask them too.

Over the years, I became a Certified End-of-Life Doula, Certified Conscious Dying Coach, Certified Grief Coach, Advance Care Planning Facilitator, and Spiritual Coach. I also hold a Bachelor’s Degree in Psychology, am an Advanced Crystal Master, and an Ordained Interfaith Minister. My work is as practical as it is spiritual, grounded in evidence and intuition, ritual and research, presence and planning.

I’ve studied grief, trauma, energy work, conscious living, and spiritual care. I’ve devoted myself to what lives at the edges—what hurts, what heals, what holds us. I’ve learned to trust the body, honor the nervous system, and invite people into deeper relationship with their own knowing.

But I’ve also lived it. I live it still.

I’ve navigated grief so thick I couldn’t breathe. I’ve carried health anxiety that made my body feel like a trap. I’ve walked with the sharp-edged fears and emotional intensity of auADHD and BPD. I’ve had to rewrite what safety means. And I’ve learned how to keep going without abandoning myself in the process.

I don’t do this work because it’s easy. I do it because it’s real.

And because no one should have to do it alone.

My Philosophy

I believe that life’s hardest moments- the losses, the transitions, the endings- hold the same sacredness as birth and beginnings.

I believe in sitting in the silence rather than filling it.

I believe in presence over perfection.

I believe the ordinary can be holy if we slow down long enough to notice it.

I believe in magic, in boundaries, in rebellion, and in ritual.

I believe in possibilities, even when everything feels broken.

My work is an invitation to remember what truly matters — to live wide-awake, to love deeply, and to meet both joy and sorrow with an open heart.

Behind the Work

I am, first and forever, a daughter. Both of my parents have died, yet I feel them in everything I do. I talk to them often, and I try to live in a way that would make them proud. I'm also the youngest sister in a trio of strong women—being their kid sister is one of my greatest honors.

I dream in pine trees, stone altars, and moss-covered stillness. I was born in the wrong era, I think. My heart aches for the lost rituals, slower rhythms, and the kind of living that was steeped in seasons and story.

I’m a keeper of creatures: three cats, a dog, a bearded dragon, and a Sonoran desert tortoise with ancient eyes.

When I’m not writing or holding space, you can find me painting, reading something half-magical, creating in the kitchen, or wandering the quiet places where spirit and soil meet.

I believe purple is a personality trait, the right pen can be a portal, and crying in the car absolutely counts as a sacred ritual.

Rose of Sharon Wellness and Bone & Bloom didn’t arrive in a business plan or a five-year vision. It bloomed from the depths of my healing—unexpected, wild, and deeply rooted. The vision came to me during a powerful Reiki session, and everything inside me said yes.

For years, I went through the motions. Solid career, relentless work ethic, always chasing achievement. On paper, I was thriving. Yet underneath? I was unraveling. My body began whispering what my heart had been too afraid to say: I was dying a little, one expectation at a time. I was on the wrong path, living by someone else’s script instead of my soul’s own rhythm.

The moment I began to let go of those expectations through my own healing journey, everything shifted. What once felt forced began to unfold naturally, like something deep inside me had finally been given permission to bloom. And with it came this calling, this space for sacred work, for soft rebellion, for people like me who needed something real.

I’ve always had a deep love for the “woo” world, crystals, energy, intuition, spiritual practices, metaphysical wonder, and the unspoken wisdom in all things. That love was a gift from my mother, Sharon. She dabbled in everything magical and mystical and taught me to believe that anything is possible, that we are all connected, and that kindness is a sacred act.

Rose of Sharon Wellness is named for my mom, Sharon, and the flower she loved most: the hibiscus. There’s nothing biblical here, just a legacy of wild color, quiet strength, and fierce maternal magic. This work is how I honor her and everything she poured into me.

In Loving Memory

1951 - 2005