What began as my own survival became a sanctuary for women who are still learning how to exhale. OVARA was born from grief, growth, and the courage to keep showing up - one breath, one story at a time.
What began as my own survival became a sanctuary for women who are still learning how to exhale. OVARA was born from grief, growth, and the courage to keep showing up - one breath, one story at a time.
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Meet the HEART behind OVARA.
HEART
HEY THERE...
Tiff.
Tiff.
OVARA begins with an O, representing the circle, the cycle,
the openness I wanted this community to hold. Healing isn't linear. It's a spiral, a return, a coming home again and again.
And it holds five letters - just like the names of my three kids. When I was naming them, I was drawn to five-letter names without even knowing why. Looking back, I see it was about intention, about creating something deliberate and beautiful even in uncertain times. OVARA carries that same thread of love.
OVARA begins with an O, representing the circle, the cycle,
the openness I wanted this community to hold. Healing isn't linear. It's a spiral, a return, a coming home again and again.
And it holds five letters - just like the names of my three kids. When I was naming them, I was drawn to five-letter names without even knowing why. Looking back, I see it was about intention, about creating something deliberate and beautiful even in uncertain times. OVARA carries that same thread of love.
Someone once told me, "Your work stopped me in my tracks. The way you hold space for grief, heartbreak, and all the tender, complicated ways we carry loss is beautiful. I took a deep breath just being on your site."
And that's exactly what I wanted. A space where women could finally let their shoulders drop, their breath deepen, and their hearts rest. A space where they could remember who they are and why they're here.
Someone once told me, "Your work stopped me in my tracks. The way you hold space for grief, heartbreak, and all the tender, complicated ways we carry loss is beautiful. I took a deep breath just being on your site."
And that's exactly what I wanted. A space where women could finally let their shoulders drop, their breath deepen, and their hearts rest. A space where they could remember who they are and why they're here.
But what I love most is how the word sounds.
It feels like an exhale.
A release. A softening.
But what I love most is how the word sounds.
It feels like an exhale. A release. A softening.
OVARA is that space.
And it's waiting for you.
OVARA is that space. And it's waiting for you.
The name came to me like a breath — soft, intentional, and full of purpose.
The name came to me like a breath — soft, intentional, and full of purpose.
what does OVARA MEAN?
what does OVARA MEAN?
For a long time, I thought strength meant holding it all together -
smiling through heartbreak, carrying everyone's weight, and pretending I was fine.
Ten years of infertility taught me about waiting. Losing my brother to a fentanyl overdose shattered me in ways I still don't have words for. And parenting through exhaustion while watching my marriage end left me wondering who I was without all the roles I'd been carrying.
And yet, even in the middle of it all, life gave me my three miracles - my kids. The ones who remind me every single day that love is still here, laughter still heals, and beginnings often show up disguised as endings.
I didn't think I'd ever laugh again - or breathe without pain.
But slowly, breath by breath, I began to find pieces of myself that I thought were gone. Healing came in quiet moments. In breathwork, in stillness, in stories that reminded me I wasn't alone.
Who was I before I became a wife, a mother, a caretaker? What did my soul come here to do beyond surviving the hard things?
Who was I before I became a wife, a mother,
a caretaker? What did my soul come here to do beyond surviving the hard things?
And in that healing, I began to remember.
Not just how to survive - but who I came here to be.
Then...life cracked me open.
Then life cracked me open.
So What's
My Story?
So what's my story?
When I started my podcast
Hard Beautiful Journey,
I didn't know what it would become - only that I needed to speak the truth about my pain,
my love, and my resilience.
When I started my podcast
Hard Beautiful Journey,
I didn't know what it would become
— only that I needed to speak the truth
about my pain, my love, and my resilience.
my healing began
with a microphone.
my healing began with a microphone.
Each episode was another step toward using my voice, and in the process, I learned how many of us were walking through the same fire. How many of us were searching for the thread back to who we really are.
Today, Hard Beautiful Journey continues to hold those real, unfiltered stories that remind us we're not alone.
Inside OVARA, the journey goes even deeper. Our Podcast Lounge is where conversations continue, where guests return for live events, and where members share what resonated most.
Full show notes, videos, and episode links live on the Blog — so you can listen, reflect, and revisit whenever you need.
Visit Podcast Page
Visit Podcast Page
Explore the Blog
Explore the Blog
DANCING IN THE RAIN.
Read the Book
Listen to the Book
Honestly, I wouldn't have believed it either. I wasn't the straight-A essay type - more the daydreamer in the back row.
But life has a way of handing you a story you can't not tell.
After losing my brother Cory to a fentanyl overdose and watching my marriage of almost 20 years end, I started writing just to breathe again - to put shape to the ache and find my way back to myself.
Dancing in the Rain became that story - one about love, loss, and learning to keep your heart open even in the storm. It's also about remembering who you are when everything you thought defined you falls away.
Inside OVARA, we talk about the book, the behind-the-scenes moments as I write my second book, and the other healing stories that move us. It's a place where reading turns into reflection, and reflection turns into connection - and ultimately, into remembering.
My Grade 10 English teacher would never believe I wrote a book.
My Grade 10 English teacher would never believe I wrote a book.
Breathwork & Somatic Healing
My own healing deepened the moment I stopped trying to think my way through the pain — and started feeling my way through it.
Breathwork and somatic healing helped me do what words couldn't: release what my body had been carrying for years. It taught me that the body doesn't just remember pain — it remembers the way home, too. It remembers your essence. Your truth. The woman you were before the world told you who to be.
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Explore 1:1 Coaching
Now, as a trauma-informed breathwork and somatic coach, I help others reconnect with their bodies, one breath at a time. This work isn't about fixing yourself - it's about finally listening to what's been trying to speak through you. It's about peeling back the layers and remembering your soul's essence.
Inside OVARA, you'll find guided sessions, workshops, and live healing circles that bring you back to that knowing. And for those ready to go even deeper, I offer one-on-one coaching journeys designed to support your long-term transformation with care and consistency - helping you not just heal, but remember.
THE WORK THAT
CHANGED EVERYTHING.
THE WORK THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING.
come home to ovara
The woman who's grieving who she was before heartbreak, before loss, before the world asked her to be everything for everyone.
The woman who's searching for the thread back to her purpose, her joy, her soul's essence.
You will find your way back.
I promise.
The woman who's searching for the thread back to her purpose,
her joy, her soul's essence. You will find your way back. I promise.
And you don't have
to do it alone.
And you don't have to do it alone.
To this space where women can stop pretending they're fine,
and start remembering who they are beneath all the roles and the weight.
I built this for you. And I built it with you in mind - the woman who's been holding it together,
who's forgotten what it feels like to rest, who's wondering if she'll ever feel like herself again.
Everything I've lived, learned and healed
through has led me here...
to OVARA.
EVERYTHING I'VE LIVED, LEARNED AND HEALED THROUGH HAS LED ME HERE...TO OVARA.
SO HERE'S WHAT I WANT YOU TO KNOW.
SO HERE'S WHAT I WANT YOU TO KNOW.
