Most people who find their way to me sense something familiar — not in the details of my life, but in the terrain. The terrain of being broken open; of reinventing; of losing one’s way and finding a deeper path underneath. The terrain of living long enough to both laugh at yourself and bow to life’s unrelenting sincerity.

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I walk this work because I’ve lived this work.

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Over the decades, my life has been shaped by successes and blind corners, awakenings and heartbreaks, exquisite beauty and mortifying mistakes. I’ve had seasons of spiritual clarity and seasons where I’ve been dragged through the mud by my own stubbornness. My clients over the years — with great affection — have called me “the loving butt-kicker” because I don’t teach theories. I accompany people through the real thresholds because I’ve crossed them myself.

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I am an artist by nature and a researcher by training — equal parts aesthetic instinct and analytical rigor. I have studied social psychology, symbolic intelligence, brain chemistry, healing sciences, contemplative traditions, and the fascinating mess of human behavior. I have also been my own best laboratory subject, discovering (again and again) that humility is an underrated spiritual practice.

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In my earlier chapters I built a successful corporate consulting firm, created large-scale social commentary art, authored books, and eventually founded the Center for SoulArts in Ojai, California — a place that unexpectedly became a refuge for people from around the world seeking deep clarity and true inner transformation. Not because I had a method, but because I had lived enough life to meet people at the depth they were longing to be met.

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Later chapters included the kind of passages no one volunteers for: illness, loss, addiction in loved ones, reinvention, caregiving, menopause (which I once mocked, and now bow to), the deaths of both of my parents just hours apart, and the startling recognition that I had quietly crossed into elderhood and was being asked to teach from that ground.

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All of it — the long arc of experience — has shaped the way I see, the way I listen, and the way I accompany others now.

Today, my husband Matt and I live and work from our retreat home overlooking Emigrant Lake in Ashland, Oregon, where the creative and spiritual currents of this community mirror the inner landscapes I’ve spent a lifetime exploring. Here, at SoulArts Salon, I welcome those who feel called to step into the truer, quieter, more coherent arc of their maturing lives.

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My work now is part artistry, part psychology, part spiritual inquiry, part humor, and part fierce devotion to truth.
It is the culmination of everything I’ve lived, everything I’ve broken through, everything I continue to learn, and everything grace has placed in my path.

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I am not interested in being a guru or offering a formula.
I am here to help you see with the eyes that have been waiting to open.
I am here to walk beside you as you remember who you truly are.

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For those who feel that familiar click of recognition — that “yes, this is the right voice at the right time” — I welcome you to explore and to reach out.

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This work is for those who know life has been preparing them for something deeper. Something real. Something theirs.

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If something in these words feels both familiar and stirring, you are welcome to explore more — or to visit the full biography and press kit for background, publications, and professional history.

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— Ronda

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