About Candace

Always a lover of “story” I got hooked on theater, spinning tales and escaping into a role. I delighted in these performance highs and became quite the perfectionist ingénue. And then the curtain would fall, the show would end, and I often thought, “What’s the point?” I also desperately wanted to write my own songs and material, but couldn’t quite find a way in. And while there were glimmers of connection and wholeness, I often sought out sex and romance to fill the void.

After years of bizarre fatigue, I unearthed a slew of illnesses, including heavy metal toxicity, adrenal fatigue, parasites and food allergies. Then, shortly after, my grandmother died and something rattled to the surface in witnessing her death. She was warm one minute and cold the next. A switch flipped inside me and I thought, “This can’t be it. Something must go on.” So I began investigating everything from quantum physics to psychotherapy, rosen method, aston-patterning, acupuncture, tarot and the enneagram. Profoundly impacted by various teachers and mentors, I immersed myself in "the work" of Byron Katie, the science fiction of Octavia Butler, and the teachings of Gabriel, channeled by Clay Rosenthal. 

And then, my prayer was answered and songs fell into my lap, as if from the heavens, and I began to trust more and more the divine nature of all things. To me, songwriting is channeling and I feel utterly grateful to receive these magic memos from who-knows-where. Eventually I discovered and trained in The Journey process by Brandon Bays, as well as the trauma-focused hypnotherapy curriculum of Resource Method, by Andrew Gentile and Michael Nolan. Through this work, I experienced a spontaneous forgiveness of my father and a profound understanding of the roles we play in each others’ lives. My rigid, perfectionist grip began to loosen, and I was filled with absolute love, but more importantly, love for myself. With time, I was able to face the dreaded existential loneliness of my childhood, and I became aware of a subtle presence inside me saying, “There was always something there all along.” I realize now, I’m not alone, in fact, I’m held in a oneness so vast. I’m free and whole and absolutely safe, seeing and feeling beyond death. And I trust without a doubt, my infinite nature that proclaims, “I am love.”

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As someone who's been there, who's struggled to love herself, and has come out the other side, I would be honored to hold space for you to uncover the innate love, trust, and acceptance alive inside of you.