Whatever path you took to find me,
I’m grateful you’re here.

I want to tell you how this work started for me. Nineteen years ago, my son Isaiah was always sick. He caught every cold, had no energy, and had warts all over his hands and knees. His pediatrician said, boys get warts. I knew something was wrong long before I had the words for it. I kept searching until a different doctor asked a different question: Why can’t his immune system fight this off? The answer was gluten and dairy. I cleared every shelf and learned to cook from scratch. Two months later, Isaiah came running into the kitchen yelling, Mommy, they’re gone! Look, they’re gone!

His body knew. So did mine. I could feel he was sick when everyone told me he was fine. I’ve been that woman, the one who knows, gets dismissed, and turns out to be right. Many women I meet have been her too. That experience left me with a question that followed me from my kitchen into the therapy room. What does it take for a woman, in this body, in this life, to feel free?

My answer became the Biology of Liberation.

THE THRESHOLD

An entire generation of women was handed a particular story: push through, optimize, perform, keep going. We were supposed to have it all, and many of us did.

Now we’re the ones finding out what that cost us: in our bodies, in the silence when the kids leave, in the marriage that ends, in the career that stopped mattering, in the shame we absorbed so early it felt like our own, in the grief we set down somewhere and never picked back up.

The strategies that kept everything running have stopped working, and in that pause, there’s space to ask, what do I want? This threshold is the first honest opening many of us have had in years.

Maybe you’re somewhere you didn’t expect to be: perimenopause rewriting the biological foundation of who you are, a diagnosis that changes how you live in your body, a relationship with food that was never really about food, an exhaustion nobody can name. Underneath it all is often disconnection, from the people around you and from yourself, and a question you rarely ask out loud: who am I now, and where do I feel at home?

You may already understand your patterns and what you’re carrying. You know why you feel this way. But knowing why hasn’t changed how you feel.

HUMAN NATURE

Your body is the foundation of freedom.

So much of what we’re sold as wellness puts freedom in the mind or in behavior: the right mindset, the right habits. I see it as biological. The body comes first. When it has a chance to settle and recover, ease follows.

Equanimity: the body at home in itself.

NOURISHMENT

What I know to be true

I grew up Italian and Jewish, so I understood nourishment long before I had a word for it. Nobody asked how you were feeling. They handed you a plate of food.

Wellness culture teaches something else. It turns eating into a set of rules for managing your body. Most of us were taught to chase a better future self and skip right past how we feel now. After a while, we stop trusting our own instincts. But the feelings we skip don’t go away. They stay in the body until someone pays attention.

If this is where you are, I’m here.

Work with me

My sessions are one-on-one and draw on somatic work, narrative work, and functional nourishment.

The body is always in the room with us. We pay attention to what’s happening in your body as much as your mind: the tightening, the held breath, the place where a story lands in your chest or your gut. The nervous system often responds before the mind has words for what’s happening. When we slow down and stay with those sensations, they start to tell us something. Over time, the body can stop bracing for a threat it already survived, and what’s been stuck starts to move again.

Those sensations usually come with a story. Many of the stories we live by were written before we’d lived enough to question them. Which ones are yours? Which were handed to you? Sometimes a tarot card helps. Tarot began in 15th-century northern Italy and later became a tool for reflection. A single image can open up what words have been circling. Some of the oldest stories we carry are about what nourishes us. Food is part of that, and it can be a way back into the body. So is everything else we take in each day: the news we scroll before getting out of bed, the people we spend our time with, the sleep we cut short, the work that follows us home, the caregiving that never ends. There’s no meal plan here and no new list of rules.

We look at what you’re taking in and notice what helps you feel steady and what leaves you running on empty. For many women, it’s the first time in years anyone has asked.

WHOLE-BODY WELLBEING

How I got here

I’ve never fit neatly into one world, and I’ve stopped apologizing.

I started in the editorial departments of food magazines before I had any idea what I was building toward. Along the way came six cookbooks, a cult Italian bakery in Brooklyn, and the role of founding editor-in-chief of Rachael Ray Every Day.

Now, in my 50s, I’m finishing my MSW. My clinical training began with caregivers at Northwell Phelps Hospital, where I learned what it means to stay present when there’s nothing left to manage. Today I’m a clinical resident at Westchester Parent & Child Therapy. Moving between the kitchen and the clinic has never felt like two careers to me. It’s the same curiosity. Both are a kind of listening.

I’ve also stood at my own crossroads. Almost a decade ago, in the hills of Tuscany, one of the most beautiful places on earth, I was living through relentless abuse. It escalated so gradually that eventually it was all there was. The night I fled, I had been choked and pushed down two flights of stone stairs. I ran through the cypress trees in the dark with a man behind me holding an axe, the moon my only light. I made it out. Not everyone does.

The woman I hope to reach knows something is deeply wrong. She was taught not to trust herself, and she’s been running on “fine” for so long she’s forgotten what safe feels like. Love is easier for her to give than to take in, and some part of her still believes she has to earn it. I built this practice for her.

I built this practice for her. I’m direct. I’ll tell you what I notice and ask the question no one has asked, but you’re the expert on your own life.

Your story is safe with me, and so is whoever you’re becoming.