About Koko
I remember the light.
A radiant field of white expands to the horizon—soft, subdued, glowing.
Round translucent shimmers of goldenness float.
The light flows through us all.
Home.
Anchoring the light
For thirty-eight years, I lived as an outlaw—a rebellious soul on the run, aching to leap beyond the confining walls of skin. I longed to return home, to that light-filled place I remembered before birth.
“All you have to do is not die,” he told me. “You have an important mission and purpose here, although you will not settle into it until your early forties. There isn’t much you need to do to find it because you are being guided along the way.”
At forty-three, I have learned how to remain. To remain on Earth in this body. To stay when life feels uncomfortable and challenging. To be here, for this collective, co-creative mission.
The Path of Remembrance
As a child, I naturally shifted into altered states of consciousness. I spent my first summers living in a tipi, in bear country, in the high mountains of Crested Butte, Colorado.
Crawling on hands and knees through tall, wispy grasses, warmth blanketed my bare skin as a gentle breeze kissed my chubby cheeks. Around me, the wild things soared, flapped, and fluffed their wings. We spoke to one another. Aspen leaves shimmered in the wind near the creek where rainbow trout spawned in currents of snow melt. A friendly field of wildflowers waved. Fuzzy round bodies buzzed from bloom to beaming bloom. I smiled, giggled, and communed, wholey at home within this kindred kingdom.
I looked up and saw bright rays spreading across the backcountry sky. And I felt a spiritual harmony familiar to what I knew before life on Earth.
In elementary school, I began seeing babies before they were born, and souls who had left their bodies. I grew accustomed to their calls for assistance.
I still feel the energy within and around beings, in rooms, and at a distance. I listen to animals, plants, and the elements—alive with electric awareness.
I viscerally sense, see, smell, taste, and hear the voices of spirit and collective energies manifesting as one consciousness—here with a mission to bring more peace, harmony, and wellbeing to the planet. They see us with full transparency and embrace us in radiant, unconditional love. Sometimes they speak through me in writing or spoken word. And they speak to you too…
“Listen to the love letters of the wind, there are messages for you.”
I searched many lifetimes for truth. I discovered it yet stood alone as the witness on the mountaintop. I came to Earth this lifetime to descend into the valleys, to walk alongside humanity, and to be a living reminder of the light we come from, the light we are, and the light we return to.
While this world can at times feel cruel, harsh, and unjust, I choose to remember and celebrate the divine perfection in all things.
My experiences have stitched a quilt made to reveal the “unseen” golden threads of interconnection—a warm blanket, and a lighthouse when you need it.
A Sanctuary for Souls
In the spring of 2025, I stood in a round pen with a Clydesdale made of love. Rescued from a kill pen, she now lives on a ranch in Arizona. Where she, the mountains, and the desert landscape touched, a radiant wave washed over me, carrying a vision: a healing center for humans, horses, and the planet. This website and the offerings within it bring those seeds to life—a living sanctuary for the delightful return to wholeness.
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I reveal the invisible threads. I bring illumination to the light in all things—the spaces between that touch, which sometimes appear unseen.
My joy of being breathes in the here and now. Whatever I do, whomever I am with—this is my why. I live as a reminder of the light and the divine love woven into existence.
I live, work, and frolic with the wild things in the Sonoran Desert, where the stars meet the sand. I am a godmother, a mother, and a wife.
Several books are currently in the works, including children’s stories, middle-grade fiction, poetry, and a non-fiction series: Remembering the Light and Kindred Kingdom.
I look forward to this luminous unfolding together…
For This,
Koko 💗🪽