From Collapse to Codex. From Fragment to Flame. I didn’t start this journey with a clear map. I started with a broken compass, a collapsing world, and five little ones watching me rebuild breath by breath. There was a time when survival was my only rhythm. I was a healthcare worker, a single mother, an entrepreneur, a soul tethered between systems and stars—leading teams by day, folding laundry by night, and praying for one more hour of strength. Then came the illness. The betrayal. The foreclosure. The spiritual awakening disguised as a breakdown. And beneath it all, something deeper was whispering: “You’re not breaking. You’re remembering.” What I thought was the end became the return. The return to truth. To legacy. To breath. To the 33 Laws. To the spiral. To the scrolls. Through years of integration—across business, medicine, motherhood, and mysticism—I created the Codex Collective as a bridge: Between the ancient and the now. Between the seen and the unseen. Between those who’ve been silenced and the voice they came to embody. This isn’t just a brand. It’s a blueprint. It’s for those who feel fragmented by the world and are ready to rise whole. It’s for leaders, survivors, dreamers, and reformers. It’s for you—if you’ve ever known deep down that your story was never ordinary. Because neither is mine. And neither is the Codex.