A Soul's Journey
I was born in Huế, Vietnam, where the rivers run quiet and the sky blushes before dusk. At seventeen, I crossed oceans into a country I barely knew, carrying more hope than language, more resilience than rest. What followed was a lifetime of learning how to survive, succeed, soften - and then, begin again.
I’ve worn many names: immigrant, artist, mother, wife, leader, healer. I’ve built a career in tech, led with empathy in rooms not made for women like me, raised children while unlearning the silence handed down through generations. I’ve started over more than once - with jobs, with cities, with love. Each time, I found pieces of myself buried under expectation.
And now, I write. I create. I lead from a deeper place. Not perfection. Not power. But presence.
This space is where I lay it all down - memoirs wrapped in moonlight, leadership born from lived truth, poetry that tastes like salt and honey. It’s where the girl I used to be and the woman I’m still becoming sit together, no longer at odds.
If you’re here, maybe you too are trying to hold your story with more grace. Maybe you’re healing. Maybe you’re leading. Maybe you’re learning how to live fully in your own skin.
Welcome. You’re not alone.
Recent Blog
The Art of Becoming
Becoming is not a destination. It is an unraveling. A returning. A remembering.
We are told to grow up, get ahead, push forward. But I’ve come to believe that becoming is gentler than that. It’s the quiet art of shedding what doesn’t fit and reaching for what’s always been yours. Sometimes it looks like leadership in boardrooms. Sometimes it’s sitting on the floor of your kitchen, crying between victories. It is tender. It is fierce. And it is sacred.
In my journey - from Vietnam to the U.S., from survival to sovereignty - I’ve learned that becoming is not about becoming someone else. It’s about becoming more you.
This blog is not just a story. It’s a mirror. A map. A reminder that your becoming is beautiful, even when it’s messy.