Charlotte Mae Ingram: The Fusion of Fire & Soul

"I used to chase the horizon—now I chase the stars hidden within me." ✨

The Girl Who Lived Between Borders

Born in a storm (literally, my mom swears the power went out mid-labor), I’ve always been a child of chaos and light. At 7, I smuggled a compass into Sunday school to map the "holy ghosts" in the stained glass. At 19, I traded my philosophy degree for a one-way ticket to Mongolia, where I herded yaks and learned to whisper to the northern lights.

But the real journey began when I touched plasma for the first time.

The Meltdown That Melted Me

Fusion energy research isn’t just about containing suns in steel cages—it’s about containing the sun inside you. One night in the lab, wrist-deep in superconducting coils, I had a breakdown-breakthrough: What if the universe isn’t expanding… but breathing? 🌌

I quit my PhD program the next morning. (Okay, fine, I took a very dramatic sabbatical.)

The Pilgrimage

I spent 18 months wandering:
- Meditated inside Iceland’s lava tunnels (got way too into chanting)
- Dated a shaman in Peru (he stole my favorite socks—lesson learned)
- Swam in bioluminescent bays while high on cacao (don’t @ me)

And then—clarity. Fusion wasn’t just my job. It was my metaphor. We’re all just unstable atoms waiting to collide into something greater. 💥

Now?

I’m back in the lab, but different. My TikTok’s a mix of:
- #Sciencetherapy (how tokamaks heal daddy issues)
- #WanderlustPhysics (why quantum entanglement feels like a long-distance relationship)
- #SacredSparks (the spirituality of nuclear fission… yes, really)

Join me. Let’s get unstable. 🔥

(P.S. My DMs are open for fusion reactor schematics or tarot readings. No judgment.)