Feline beings have walked beside me across lifetimes — protectors, soul kin, and mirrors of my own wild heart. I named my first cat Tiger as a child, not knowing then that lions, jaguars, panthers, and tigers would become sacred allies on my spiritual path.

My Sikh lineage carries the spirit of the lion — the warrior devoted to truth, justice, and protection of the sacred. Before Sikhism, my Hindu ancestors honored fierce goddesses like Durga, riding her tiger into battle, and Kali, keeper of transformation. These archetypes live in my bones.

In Egyptian memory, I feel the presence of Sekhmet, lioness of fire and healing, and Bastet, guardian of home and sensuality. The Sphinx still guards the gateways in my dreams.

In the stars, I resonate deeply with the Lyran realms — feline star nations known for their sovereignty, wisdom, and golden light. Their energy moves through me when I sing, when I protect, when I walk between worlds.

Whether in the soft gaze of my cat Bastet, the jaguar who guides me in ceremony, or the lioness who rises when I speak truth — these beings remind me to walk with elegance, love fiercely, and lead with quiet strength.

My love for the plant realm runs deep. Over the years, my kitchen cabinet has transformed into a living apothecary — filled with herbs, roots, tinctures, and sacred medicines that nourish the body and spirit.

I love crafting tea blends intuitively, creating immune-boosting fire cider, slow-cooked elderberry syrup, and calendula salves kissed by the sun. Every remedy I make is an act of devotion — a conversation between me and the Earth.

I share these medicines with loved ones and will soon be offering select creations to the wider community. Herbalism is one of the ways I practice reverence, reciprocity, and remembrance — guided by both ancestral knowing and living plants.

Rainbows have whispered to me since childhood — symbols of unity, remembrance, and multidimensional light. I was guided to place rainbows in every room of my home, not as decoration, but as an invitation to embody the full spectrum of love.

To me, rainbows carry the frequency of wholeness. They are bridges between worlds, between seen and unseen, human and divine. This is the frequency I weave into my healing work — helping others remember that they are the rainbow, too. Each color, each emotion, each gift is sacred.

Anchoring this frequency on Earth is part of my soul’s mission. It’s why I call myself a rainbow warrior — to help others live in color, in truth, and in resonance with their divine design.

I grew up in a Sikh spiritual community, where music was a form of devotion and daily practice. From a young age, I sang hymns from the Guru Granth Sahib and played Kirtan — the sacred music of Sikhism — in gurdwaras and community spaces.

The word Sikh means “seeker of truth,” and that seeking has always lived in me. My early years were steeped in the values of love, equality, and service. I was taught that all beings are one, and that to serve the voiceless, the hungry, the forgotten — is to serve the Divine.

The principle of seva, or selfless service, was not just a concept; it was a way of life. Whether through preparing meals in the community kitchen, offering shelter, or sharing resources with those in need, I learned that true spirituality is lived through action.

These roots continue to ground me. They have shaped how I hold space, how I listen, and how I guide others. To this day, sound is one of my greatest teachers — whether through mantra, medicine songs, or the silent vibrations that move through the heart.