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hey, I’m priya.

Mama, full-spectrum doula, childbirth educator, community leader, and founder of Wovenway—a heart-led offering devoted to honoring and uplifting women through all seasons of their becoming.

I believe we are innately whole. And in that wholeness, there is a wisdom we can tap into especially during birth and throughout our motherhood journey.

When we honor that wisdom, where ancestral knowledge is bridged with modern life it can carry us through the portals of transformation into our purpose and power.

When I’m not serving families you can find me in the garden, the kitchen, pottery studio, or planning my next travel adventure.

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My story isn't a straight line. It's a weaving—of wounds into wisdom, of study into service, of devotion into action. Like many of the women I serve, my path has been shaped by trials that cracked me open and asked me to rise. In my teens, I experienced both severe medical trauma and multiple sexual assaults. These experiences could have left me lost, but instead, they lit a fire in me.

I knew from a young age that I wanted to make a difference—to help build a world where women are supported, witnessed, and deeply held. I didn’t want anyone to walk through what I had alone.

That fire led me across the globe. I lived in an ashram in India for years, immersed in meditation, service, and community living. That time changed me. It showed me what it meant to heal in relationship—to live in reciprocity with the land, with spirit, and with each other. It was there I began to understand the deep connection between healing and safety.

A reorientation towards

reciprocity

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I became a massage therapist, practicing what I called "hand medicine." I saw how touch could speak the language of safety and belonging when words fell short. Around that same time, I worked as a travel nanny, which gave me profound insight into the daily, often invisible labor of motherhood. I began to witness just how much support women need—not just to survive motherhood, but to thrive inside of it.

Eventually, my practice shifted into prenatal massage, and through that, I found my way into birthwork. Clients began asking me to attend their births, to carry the same calm presence they'd grown used to in my studio into their birthing space. I listened. I trained. I answered the call. And I was welcomed into a home birth midwifery practice where I got to learn intimately from within. My first exposures to birth were outside the medical system—they were sovereign, embodied, and sacred. It shaped everything that came next.

For over a decade, I supported births before becoming a mother myself. When I finally crossed that threshold, it wasn’t in the context of a marriage or traditional partnership. In a way I was alone, but I knew I couldn't do it alone. I chose to do it in community—to return to a model we once knew in our bones. My daughter was born into the arms of a village. She has been raised by many. And I have never looked back.

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Today, that same ethos informs everything I do. My work blends trauma-informed care, ancestral wisdom, and holistic wellness with advocacy and education. I'm a Gynecological Teaching Associate and a member of the Texas Governor's Task Force for Sexual Assault. I work to revolutionize how the medical system approaches survivors—and to build systems that honor the whole person, not just the protocol.

In 2020, I founded Nest & Bowl in response to the isolation of the pandemic—a place where families and mothers could gather again in intentional ways. Since then, I’ve led hundreds of circles, retreats, and sacred spaces devoted to community care.

Wovenway isn’t just what I do—it’s how I live.

It’s a reorientation towards reciprocity. A remembering that we are innately wise, innately whole, and never meant to walk these thresholds alone. If you're here, chances are you feel it too. You’re not broken, you’re becoming. And it would be my honor to walk beside you.

I’m all about that...

Staying in to cook > going out

Have a workstation in my bathtub 

Quantum midwifery 

Watching things grow: babies, gardens,

community

Jazz on vinyl every Sunday 

Bottomless pots of tea

Slow family living + dance parties

Wildcrafting and folk medicine making

Bone broth and things that take time

Ain’t got time for...

Playing small 

Judgment towards myself or others

Long lines

Mass produced anything

Virtual signaling 

Medical coercion and corruption

while you’re here

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