My Journey
I was the stereotype - unhappy wife, overwhelmed mother, empty woman with no idea of when she disappeared. I experienced marital betrayal and emotional abuse. I hit what I call the WTF point; I felt discarded, passive and insignificant. I spent years healing and rebuilding myself, from the inside out. The blessing of those experiences is that they were the spark to the fire that burns in me, today: I know what it’s like to question what life is supposed to be, to think I fucked it all up, and discover that, in spite of (or because of) it all, I could still become happy and confident.
I learned how to undo societal conditioning, breaking generational patterns, and found within me a powerful leader, not only for others but for myself. In creating a new foundation of self respect, I built a new relationship with myself. I defined and created the success I want: I am a loving mom with a beautiful relationship with each of my children; I have re-discovered myself as a woman, with lots of joy and passion; and have enjoyed a successful career. As I learned how to do these things and take control of my life, I got to teach other women to do the same, and truly found my purpose of mentoring women to find their powerful inner leader and reestablish a beautiful relationship with themselves.
The accomplishment I am most proud of is that my children are proud of me. They had front row seats as their mother grew from defeated and confused into the best version of herself that she could be, and learned that they also can rise from anything that life throws at them.
One of the best things in the world is just to be with my babies (who aren’t babies, anymore). As I graduate into part-time mom status, I love to read, travel and explore, spend time outdoors, lift all the weights I can, and lay my ass in the sand, under the sun, or next to the sea.
I am in a constant cycle of introspection and pursuit of the biggest, bestest, fastest, and strongest me.
I have dreams of seeing Greece, Costa Rica, Rapa Nui, and road tripping across North America to see all the amazing natural beauty of this country.
Head Bitch In Charge
When I was young, the HBIC was a boss. She was someone who runs shit. But, bitch is also a bad word. We’re supposed to be afraid of it. We don’t want to be called that word, don’t want it to be used on us - but why? The duality of the phrase perpetuates the idea that you should be under control because being IN control makes you a bitch. The problem with that is we should be in control of our lives so how can we dismantle that subconscious belief? What if we decide to own it? How about we embrace it, instead? People put negative words, names, and labels on us to tear us down, but, the things that you know, own, and control, can’t be used against you. If we take the power out of that word, we put empowerment into ourselves. We take control of our lives. We take control of our world.
Thus, HBIC Development and the HBIC Method were born…