Hi! I’m Ali.
I am a 1981 baby born and raised in the prairies of Canada. 🇨🇦
I am a holistic birth and postpartum doula, a birth keeper, an herbalist specializing in women’s health, an entrepreneur, a mother, a wife, a gardener, a cancerian, and an open minded individual who is keen to live my life with intention, purpose and passion.
I love studying Celtic mythology, legend and folklore. It speaks to my heart and soul and I cannot wait to make the trip back to Scotland, Ireland and England.
I occasionally collaborate on work projects with dear friends, but mainly I am a lone wolf. I used to hate that about myself, now I love that about myself.
I am a kitchen alchemist, a root digger, a space holder, a dreamer, an empath, fiercely stubborn, hopelessly romantic, highly sensitive woman who feels the world deeply. Nothing about me is surface level.
Most of my 30’s have been a quest to rebirth and find myself after giving birth and losing myself in motherhood. This past decade I’ve gone head to head with my biggest demons and have emerged with a lighter heart, a deeper compassion for humanity and desire to cultivate joy in my every day life.
I strive to be a positive person everyday. I feel the only way I can do this is to be in touch with the shadow parts of myself; to not shove the darkness under the carpet but to give it a seat at my table, a say in things, a chance to be seen, and then I can show up as a real person. I hate this love and light fluff that promotes positive vibes only. Harness that darkness and become whole!!
I used to be a chronic people pleaser. Now I’m perfectly OK with not being liked by everyone. Dimming my light to accommodate others was a big energy leak that needed to be plugged! Be yourself! The world will adjust.
I have 2 dogs that ground me, love me unconditionally, and who’ve taught me that loyalty is a quality worth having.
I belong to the tribe of women who love their wrinkles, silver hair and stretch marks. I believe beauty is a state of mind, an attitude, a soul expression and an energy that doesn’t fade away as we age. I love getting older… I love how life gets juicier every year.
Once when I was around 7 or 8 years old I got lost in the forest in Ontario and had a search party looking for me. What I remember most was the filtered sun coming through the tree tops and an innate, absolute knowing that I was being taken care of and watched by something I couldn’t see.
One of my first memories ever was being in my mom’s garden as a weeee little one. I had my eyes closed and turned my head to the sun and remember being surrounded by plants. I felt Gaia that day. I felt God.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you! I’m glad to have you here!