This was never meant to be a Service. A Calling in Fertility and Womb Healing

A Reflection on Fertility, Faith, and the Work I Was Called to Hold

Long before I ever spoke about fertility work publicly, I was already doing the work.

At the time, I was running a mobile med-spa—entering women’s homes, stepping into their private spaces, and holding them in moments that were tender, vulnerable, and deeply personal. These were not transactional appointments. They were quiet exchanges of trust.

This was never meant to be a “service.”

It was knowledge I carried quietly for years.

During treatments, women began to share their stories. Not casually—but sacredly. Whispers of loss. Years of trying. The kind of grief infertility carries that often goes unnamed, unspoken, and unseen by the world.

Something about the space felt different. The body softens when it feels safe. And when the body softens, truth emerges.

At first, I didn’t offer anything beyond presence.

I didn’t lead with solutions.

I didn’t announce what I knew.

I only shared when they asked.

When trust was already present.

When it felt right.

And then, something undeniable began to happen.

Every woman I worked with experienced a shift.

Not always in the same way—but always meaningfully.

Some found regulation in their cycles.

Some felt peace return to their bodies for the first time in years.

Some experienced conception.

Others experienced something just as vital: release, clarity, or a sense of coming home to themselves.

Their journeys changed—not because I promised outcomes, but because the body was finally being listened to.

They were the ones who spoke first.

“You can’t keep this to yourself.”

“You’re meant to do this.”

“You’re doing a disservice by hiding it.”

That’s when I understood:

This isn’t a trend.

This isn’t just a massage.

This is a calling.

But hear this clearly.

I don’t want just anyone to book this work.

This work requires faith.

It requires surrender.

It requires an inner knowing—a feeling of being divinely guided here.

This is not about force.

It is not about urgency.

It is not about chasing timelines.

If you feel called, you’ll know.

If this work is meant for you, your body will recognize it before your mind ever reaches out.

And that is how this work has always been meant to find its way—

quietly, intentionally, and in divine order.