a bit about me
Hi, I’m Dani. What a pleasure to be here. I’d love to share a part of my story here with the intention that you’ll get to know me and possibly feel more connected through my words. I’ve written a little bit about what brought me to this trauma healing and intimacy space and if that feels good to you… keep reading!
I’ll start here. I’ve often felt the pull of two worlds— one part of me that longs for freedom and self-expression and another part that feels bound by expectations and the roles I learned to play.
My journey has been shaped by navigating that particular tension and it’s what brought me to the work I do today.
For nearly two decades, I poured my heart into the restaurant world—a path I never expected but one that became a lifeline during an uncertain chapter of my life.
After college, I planned to become a teacher, but life had other ideas. Choices I made and financial limitations stood in the way of getting my teaching license, and I found myself stepping into my mom’s restaurant to simply “help out”.
What started as a temporary fix became a career that spanned 17 years.
Together, my mom and I turned that little breakfast spot into one of Cleveland’s best-loved restaurants, winning awards and building a loyal community. I became an owner, and we achieved what felt like impossible success—earning more than we ever imagined, supporting thousands of employees, feeding millions of customers, contributing to a rising art and foodie community and even being featured on Good Morning America.
The restaurant became more than a job; it was a place of connection, joy, and belonging. I loved being seen by the people walking through our doors, sharing stories over coffee, and creating a space that felt like home. I loved serving our community.
It brought me so many beautiful relationships and a community that lifted me up in ways I’ll forever cherish.
And yet, as much as I cherished it, I knew my soul was calling me elsewhere.
I didn’t want to spend my life talking about the weather or sharing small moments over breakfast—I wanted to be seen on a deeper level and to serve in a way that felt truer to my heart.
I craved a different kind of connection.
I wanted to nurture souls and spark transformation, helping people reconnect with the truth of who they are.
That pull led me back to myself, and back to my body—the one place I had always felt most at home.
Growing up, dance was my sanctuary—a way to express emotions I kept carefully hidden while trying to meet the needs of those around me.
Moving my always body felt like home, a living language that made sense when words couldn’t.
But over time, I drifted from that connection, trying to find fulfillment in relationships, hoping love or validation would fill the void I felt inside.
I thought if someone chose me, if someone saw my goodness, I’d finally feel whole. Instead, I lost myself in the process, falling into patterns of disconnection, addiction and leaving my truth behind.
My anxiety grew louder, pushing me to confront the misalignment between the life I was living and the one I truly wanted.
Then came marriage and motherhood which changed everything. First, loving and raising my step-daughter and then giving birth to twins. These births awakened a primal power and purpose in me I didn’t even know was there.
The intense rawness of breastfeeding brought me back to my body and to the wisdom I had spent years ignoring.
But it also revealed the anger and grief I had long suppressed—and the truths I needed to face. It was finally time to face my own relational and sexual trauma which lead to leaving a marriage and leaving the restaurant.
Letting go of old patterns and finding my voice felt like stepping into uncharted territory. But that was the beginning of my transformation—a transformation that has shaped my life ever since.
Embodiment and pleasure became the bridge back to myself.
Reconnecting with my body, the home I had always carried within me, allowed me to release shame, trust my intuition, find safety in my body and reclaim my power. It reminded me that the answers I had been searching for outside of myself had been within me all along.
And that’s what I help others do—find their way back to their own truth.
It took years to gather the education and confidence I needed to change careers but I had been so supported by somatic and embodiment work- that I knew this was the way I wanted to serve.
That’s why my particular coaching style isn’t about me handing you answers—it’s about guiding you to uncover the ones that have been inside you all along, just like I did.
I’m here to offer support, tools, insights and a safe space for exploration while you get to create a new kind of freedom and revelatory practice for yourself. And that’s the beauty of it—this is your story, your canvas, your unfolding.
So far I’ve learned that there is no one-size-fits-all path, no perfect ending waiting to be checked off a list (although I do still love a good checklist). Instead, it’s about crafting a life that feels deeply aligned and alive.
A life that honors who you truly are.
And I’ll be right there with you, every step of the way, as you chart a course that’s uniquely, beautifully yours.
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life beyond coaching
When I’m not guiding clients, you’ll find me hanging with my family, rock climbing, hiking, paddle boarding, or soaking in the beauty of Lake Erie (also laundry, drying tears and ending arguments, making school lunches and volunteering in my kids classrooms). Dancing has always been my first love, and I never miss a chance to belt out Broadway tunes (especially Wicked) or enjoy live music in the summer.
I’m passionate about personal growth, my children and my own sacred practices, fresh oysters, crafting, and connecting with amazing people at my favorite cold plunge and sauna studio, yoga class or ecstatic dance.
These moments of realness, joy and adventure fuel the energy I bring into all I do.

The only two things in our lives are aliveness and patterns that block our aliveness.
— Werner Erhard
A Healing Journey
I remember the first time I truly felt free.
It was during the pandemic. The world had shut down, and I couldn’t run my usual retreat with friends to recharge and dive into personal development. A good friend sent me a link to an online workshop called "Emotional Release” and I was so curious.
Not thinking much of it, I set my laptop up in my bedroom, ready to see what it was about. The instructions were simple: get cozy, have a pillow and some water nearby and use the provided playlist with headphones.
The teachers guided us through movements to help release emotion, and then it was time to go inward. Headphones on, playlist started, and I began to move, allowing whatever needed to rise to surface.
Holy shit. I was broken open.
I cried for almost two hours straight. Tears poured out from the depths of my soul. I hadn’t realized how much I had been holding in. I didn’t know exactly what I had just experienced, but I knew I needed more.
For the first time in my life, I had full permission to feel—to release without apology. It was exhilarating.
That workshop marked the beginning of my journey into tantra, somatics, and emotional release. Until then, I had explored meditation (my first love) and practiced yoga, because it was the closest thing to dance I could find. But this practice of emotional release was radical.
It was edgy. It was exactly what I needed.
At the time, I had been running my restaurant for 13 years and dipping my toe into other interests, but never fully committing. I had recently made the decision to move out of my marital home and create a space for myself and my kids. Co-parenting was going well, and I had space to explore on the days my kids were with their dad. After that workshop, I cried for days.
I had finally tapped into the grief I had been holding onto—the grief I hadn’t been ready to face.
That practice didn’t just lead to an emotional release. It led to a sexual awakening, a spiritual awakening, and ultimately, a coming home to myself.
I dubbed the next year "A Love Story to Myself." I healed, deeply, and dove headfirst into the pain and trauma I had buried for years. I worked with the same teacher for a year and a half, learning about boundaries, expression, body shame, and sexual sovereignty.
I learned how to hold space for others going through the same transformations, building community during a time when isolation was the norm. That community saved me. I danced, laughed, cried, and grieved the life I was leaving behind—the surface-level, outward-focused life where I was going through the motions and crying for help no one seemed to hear.
I realized I couldn’t wait for someone else to save me.
Practices like somatic movement and breathwork saved me.
They opened me to conversations and honesty I’d never experienced before. I was drawn to all things healing: yoni de-armoring, pleasure practices, primal dance. I tapped into a power yoga and meditation could never touch. Some people might say I blew up my life—but I say I awoke to my true self.
I began making decisions that were for me.
I faltered at times, sure, but I stood up for myself in business and personal decisions with newfound clarity. My circle got smaller, and eventually fell away, making room for new connections with healers and coaches who resonated with this version of me.
My entire community shifted as I stepped into my new self. I embodied what I wanted to see in the world—a woman my younger self would be proud of.
I even cut off most of my hair as an act of rebellion. Growing up, my long hair had been praised as a symbol of my beauty. But I knew that my beauty was so much more than that. I wanted to see me—the real woman underneath.
I touched my body the way I wanted a lover to touch me.
I bought clothes that made me feel sexy and alive. I traveled, co-led retreats in tropical locations, and spent intentional time alone.
This was my unique journey to empowerment. It’s not necessarily the outcome I foresee for my clients—but my hope is for each person I work with to find what empowerment feels like for them.
If my younger self met me now, she might be shocked. She might not recognize me. But when we connect, I remind her that it’s okay to step out of line sometimes.
It’s okay to embrace the dark, wild parts of being a woman.
I remind her that true safety doesn’t come from following the rules or fitting into a mold. It comes from trusting yourself.
And that’s what I hope for every person I work with—to feel so rooted in their body, their desires, and their truth that they create safety within. To embrace both their light and their shadows with radical self-acceptance. To love themselves fiercely and unapologetically.
We’re all good—and maybe just bad enough to embody our whole selves with the intensity of the greatest mother, lover, and wild force within us.

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professional certifications & education
Sex, love & relationship coach
Certified 650hr trauma-informed certification through Layla Martin’s VITA Institute, integrating somatic healing, neurobiology and tantric healing principles.
somatic breathwork
Certified Practitioner guiding clients through body-based, transformational breathwork practices that help release stored trauma and reconnect with inner wisdom.
200hr vinyasa teacher training
Earned 200-hour Vinyasa Yoga Teacher certification from Awake to My Soul, emphasizing movement practices that reconnect clients with their body & truth.
160hr mindfulness meditation
Certified through The Mindfulness Center, bridging the science and practice of mindfulness to apply in situations of conflict, trauma, pain and behavioral change.
bachelors degree
Graduated with Bachelor of Science in Education, providing a foundation for teaching and facilitating learning experiences for grades K-3.
reiki I & II
Received Reiki I & II placements in the Usui + Holy Fire III System of Healing, supporting clients in energetic healing and restoring balance in the body.