From the fast-paced hospital in UAE, where I served as a nurse, to the quiet, compassionate work of a PSW in Canada, my path in healthcare has always been about helping others. Yet, when I faced my own severe health crisis, I found myself on the other side—searching for healing in a system that had no answers.

Modern medicine left me trapped in a relentless cycle—test after test, treatment after treatment, specialist after specialist—each leading to another dead end. My body grew weaker, my spirit more exhausted, and I felt like I was merely bouncing from one appointment to another, chasing a solution that never came. I was stuck in survival mode, with no relief in sight.

That’s when I turned to Hijama—not out of belief, but out of desperation.

That first session felt like a breakthrough—a shift I couldn’t ignore. In just one treatment, I experienced relief unlike anything before, something no other approach had accomplished. I had always known about Hijama, but knowing and experiencing are worlds apart. With every session that followed, my body began to heal, reset, and restore itself in ways I had never imagined possible.

In that moment, I made a promise to myself: Once I reclaimed my life, I would dedicate it to bringing this sacred healing to others. I saw Hijama not just as a therapy, but as a lost art—one that needed to be revived, with my own signature touch.

Today, I practice Hijama with the deep belief that, in the right hands, it is a magic wand—but true healing doesn’t stop there. To achieve lasting transformation, we must honor our bodies, nourish them, and embrace the blessings of wellness.

This is more than a profession. It’s a calling. A journey of revival, healing, and purpose.

And I’m here to walk it with you.