A young woman with shoulder-length blonde hair smiling outdoors against green foliage, wearing a dark purple sweater and hoop earrings.

welcome. i’m rachel (she/they)

I’m a Licensed Mental Health Counselor Associate and received my Master of Arts in Psychology from Seattle University. Before joining therapy-land, I worked in the developmental disability field for over a decade. Before that, I trained as a classical singer and have a Bachelor of Music from Boston University. In between, I quit my job and traveled for a bit. All these phases of my life have taught me lessons that I bring with me as we work together.

Ultimately, I arrived where I am now because I’ve been through the muck and experienced the transformative power of therapy for myself- and still do. I (maybe like you) know what it is like to grow up in a world that is constantly telling you to be different- and if only you were, you would be happy. I (maybe like you) have struggled to find my own forms of love and acceptance of a body that rarely fits the ever-changing beauty standards. I (maybe like you) have struggled to accept the limitations of my body as it navigates a chronic illness I never asked for. Healing never ends and I am committed to continued learning and growth as a therapist and as a human.

I identify as queer, white, chronically ill, fat (it’s not a bad word!), Ashkenazi Jewish (non-practicing), female. My work is informed by an anti-oppressive lens. I am continually deconstructing the colonial-centered ways in which I was (explicitly and implicitly) taught to see the world.

I’m from the northeast and have a healthy dose of hometown pride (ask me my opinions about bagels). My favorite thing in the world is a table filled with good people and good food.

“I touch my own skin, and it tells me that before there was any harm, there was miracle.”

— Adrienne Maree Brown

I live on and profit from the unceded lands of the Duwamish people. I acknowledge the direct correlation to this land theft and the continued genocide and sexual violence towards our Indigenous people, as is blatantly visible with our current local Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Girls (MMIWG) epidemic. In memorandum of the assaulted, lost, and/or murdered loved ones and ancestors on our land and beyond, I strive to increase awareness around the harmful effects of colonization.