About Anna Mae

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I have always felt the world differently.

As a child I couldn't name it. As a teenager I watched friendships fall away not because I wasn't liked, but because I could see people — really see them — and what I saw told me to keep moving. I spent years feeling set apart, too sensitive, too much, and somehow not enough all at once. I didn't know then that what I was feeling was a gift. I only knew it made me lonely.

What followed were decades of surviving. Trauma began early — violations no child should ever carry — and it didn't stop there. Near-death experiences that should have taken me. Accidents that left others shaking their heads in disbelief. A body and spirit that kept returning, kept choosing life, even when life felt impossibly heavy. I silenced myself along the way. I learned that speaking my truth caused conflict, invited attack, cost me peace. So I stopped speaking. I made myself smaller. I fought until I was too tired to fight anymore.

I was 45, broken in ways I hadn't yet fully named, living on a beach in Daytona with everything stripped away, when the universe finally said — enough. It's time.

It used the most unexpected thread to begin my unraveling — my partner, a medium and deeply spiritual man who had been my friend for years before we both looked up one day and thought, how did we not see this before? He wasn't gentle about it. He called me out. He pushed me to speak even when speaking started fires. He refused to let me disappear into my own silence. The universe knew exactly what it was doing when it sent him.

It was in that stripped-down, humbled place that we turned to Bune — and everything cracked open. Hecate came. Cernunnos came. And then The Morrighan came. It was The Morrighan who came first — screeching like a banshee, fierce and unapologetic — and handed me back my voice after years of silence. My first lesson from her was simple and everything: stand up for what you believe in.

And as my voice returned, my gifts began to fully awaken. Hecate, Freya, and Buer came to help me understand what I had always carried — deepening my sight, activating my knowing, and weaving healing wisdom into my hands.

I had been raised in the church. Deeply, wholly, completely. And I had spent years quietly watching it, questioning it, and eventually turning away from it after trauma after trauma showed me a different truth. Coming out to my family about who I truly am — a witch, an empath, an oracle — was one of the hardest things I have ever done. My mother was devastated at first. And then she came to me quietly and said she'd had her doubts too. Even that became a healing.

Looking back now, I can see that my gifts were never absent. They were there through every accident, every assault, every moment of survival. I just didn't have the language for them yet.

I have spent over twenty years in emergency medicine — as an EMT, a firefighter, working alongside doctors in the field and in practice. I have always been called to help people in crisis. As a teenager I wanted to counsel troubled youth. That thread never left me. It just kept weaving itself into new forms.

It was my mother's death that finally named my true calling. I wanted to save her. In searching for ways to do that, I found Reiki — and in Reiki, I found the doorway to everything I now carry. The energy work, the earth remedies, the intuitive gifts, the channeling of Hecate, Freya, and Buer. The spellwork. The oracle. The healer.

I am 52 years old. I have survived things that should have ended me and been shaped by things that would have silenced most. I built The Healing Thread because I know what it is to be broken and I know what it is to find your way back. Not because someone handed me a map — but because I had to weave one, thread by thread, in the dark.

This space was born for women first, because that is where my deepest knowing lives. But healing has no boundaries. As this work grows, these threads will extend to all who are called — regardless of gender, background, or belief.

If you are hurting and searching, you are welcome here.

The thread will meet you exactly where you are.

— Anna Mae

The Healing Thread