I could tell you about how I used to struggle and I don’t anymore.

I could tell you all of the things I’ve been able to accomplish in my life using the skills I’m going to teach you.

I could paint you a pretty, perfect picture of what your life could look like after we work together.

But I’m not going to.

Not because the shiny parts aren’t true, or that they’re less valuable.

But because you’re giving the shiny shit FARRRRR too much air time (and power).

When you’re constantly comparing your current reality to the perfect version you have in your head, wondering why you’re not there yet, and telling yourself you’ll “find” happiness when you arrive there…

…Me giving you another perfectionist ideal to aspire to isn’t the most supportive thing I can offer you.

Your satisfaction in life has nothing to do with what your life looks like, and everything to do with how it feels.

The problem is that most people think the way to make their life feel better is to make it look better.

By checking boxes like having a booming business or lucrative career, a perfect partner that constantly gushes about you all over their IG page, a bathtub full of money, a juicy ass you could land a plane on, a Pinterest worthy living room, perfectly healed trauma, or nothing left on your to do list at the end of the day.

You've gone on this endless pursuit of personal development by hyper fixating on everything you think is wrong with you, doing thought-work, shadow-work, meditating, manifesting, creating a 189 hour morning routine, taking shots of essential oils, all in the name of becoming “healed,” and arriving at your “best self.”

But this approach can't resolve feelings of inadequacy or dissatisfaction with life. You can't curate the perfect environment, thinking it'll create this magical world of inner peace and happiness...

...So then you won’t *have* to address your shitty emotions because they won’t have a reason to BE there anymore.

💔 💿 *record scratch* 💿💔

SORRY BB, BUT IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT.

And if it did? You would have cracked the code by now.

You would have achieved your way there. Because you’ve checked an assload of boxes already, right?

And once you did, you didn’t feel better, decided it was probably the ~wrong~ box, and on continued on with the rat race.

You’ve already read every self-help book in the known universe, uncovered every limiting belief you have, decided everything that sucks about you and needs to be fixed, and once you got to fixing it all?

You didn’t find your best self. But you did find more things to fix.

Your satisfaction with life has less to do with all of that shiny, fluffy shit, and more to do with:

🍒 How deeply you know yourself.

💥 How in tune you are with your physical, spiritual, and emotional needs, and how good you are at meeting them.

✨ How well you’re able to accept, feel, and welcome every single one of your emotions, and how skilled you are at allowing them to move through you.

🌈 How honest you can be about what you deeply desire on a soul-level, not what you think you should want. And how ruthless you are in pursuing those things.

⚡️ Learning to prioritize joy NOW, bringing it into every single day, instead of casting it off into the future because you’ll “get there eventually.” Stopping to smell the flowers. Literally.

🫧 Making time to do things you love that give you that warm, giddy, fuzzy feeling that makes you feel like you’re going to explode from the inside out.

🧁 Saying no to things that drain you but without the crippling guilt of disappointing others.

💎 Getting suuuuuuper fucking clear on your boundaries and what you are and are not willing to tolerate from others AND yourself (yes, you too, boo!).

🍭 Getting suuuuuuper fucking selective about the things you spend your mental energy on, like what stories you tell yourself, how you talk to yourself, and what thoughts spend the most time occupying your mind.

🍯 Speaking kindly to yourself and being your biggest cheerleader instead of being the person who constantly makes you feel like you suck at everything, you’re a big fat failure, and everyone is better than you.

🦄 Owning, accepting, and maaaybe (just maybe) finding a smidge of love for your stomach pooch, your chin hairs, your super loud laugh, or your instinct to quit when things get tough.

🌻 Holding both the desire for change AND the knowing that nothing needs to change for you to be worthy. Or happy.

And ironically, the more you do those things, the more you face the dark instead of running from it, the lighter it gets.

The better it gets. The better it feels. 

But please notice that NOWHERE did I say that escaping the messiness of your humanity is a requirement for a wildly rich and full life.

You know that ~best life~ everyone’s been telling you to live?

That comes from coaxing your monsters out from under the bed and being willing to see them, hear them, and understand them. It comes from deciding to be friends with them instead of enemies.

It comes through facing the uncomfy AF shit. Not through avoiding it.

Your dream life that’s constantly floating around your noggin? That’s possible for you.

Just don’t expect it to make or break your happiness, peace, and safety.

The secret to having it all is knowing you already do.

🍒 Hitting your goals and fulfilling your dreams are going to be lovely cherries on top 🍒

But you’ve already got the whole damn cake and instead of eating it you’re letting it get stale and moldy in the corner.

If you’re done fighting for perfect and you’re ready for real, this is the space for you.

Gone are the days waiting for something outside of you to create the happiness, peace, and safety you’re craving, because you’re too busy creating it for yourself.

You in?

I thought so.

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While filling out this form does not obligate you to move forward, this is for serious inquiries only. 

Please only proceed if you have the means to invest if we both decide it's a good fit.

I can't wait to read your responses! 

Xo,

Kristina