Jo’el

A brilliant mind, a restless heart, always Pursuing Polaris and seeking her North Star through traveling the world. She formed many deep relationships, all founded on unconditional love and non-judgement. She broke barriers in military intelligence while serving in the US Air Force. After service, she thrived as a recruiter for military veterans seeking to enter the private workforce. By translating military skills into careers that brought joy to candidates, she felt her work mattered. Her skills in matching candidates to positions has translated in spirit as she matches those in need of healing with the healing services we provide.

My greatest lessons in the transformative power of love, disguised as a beautiful, loving daughter, sister, friend. Today Jo’el acts as CEO in Spirit, guiding the path of Nova Asha to bring healing and higher consciousness to the world.

An intuitive ritual healer cleverly disguised as a CEO

For decades, I’ve walked parallel paths of wife, mother, corporate leader, entrepreneur, and spiritual seeker. For decades those paths ran parallel, rarely intertwining.

Raising a family in the Pacific Northwest, the busyness of life was always present and many times overwhelming. My spiritual path was non-linear, winding through psychic and mediumship development, hospice volunteering, and caregiving while remaining a voracious student of metaphysics and spirituality.

In my CEO life I focused on heart led leadership of a conscious company. Combining the spiritual and the corporate proved challenging before it was widely accepted.

Hospice volunteering, witnessing soul transitions and connecting to loved ones that had passed on felt sacred to me. In short, I was comfortable with death. I knew how to hold sacred space for others when death was present in their life. I thought I understood what loss felt like.

All of this changed in 2021 with the unexpected death of my daughter Jo’el. I was completely unprepared for the darkest levels of grief and felt completely disconnected from the love pouring to me from family and friends. Totally disoriented, the logic of all my ‘training’ didn’t apply. I could only reach for the light, not knowing if I could reconnect to it

Slowly, rituals emerged. I found a place to put the intense emotions that arose moment by moment. The rage, shame, and guilt. The immense sadness and despair. The many, many layers of crap that rises to the surface during grief.

Brandyn made a sacred glass bowl for my burning rituals. I shared them with family. I used them often. I wrote and burned, breathed, and got quiet. I journaled in the space that was created.

And slowly, I healed.

I shared and I was met with an outpouring from others seeking new ways to approach grief. New ways to help their loved ones navigate the most difficult circumstances. My heart was broken open to the suffering of others.

Jo’el’s death was the catalyst for grief work, ritual, and the passion for facilitating healing for others. We cannot avoid pain in life, we cannot even fully prepare for it, but maybe, just maybe, we can breathe light and love into these darkest spaces and begin to heal.