Meet Carolina

One beautiful Saturday morning as I woke up, a stark realization hit me: I wasn’t genuinely happy. The birds were singing, and sunlight streamed through my window, but none of it mattered – I felt nothing but overwhelming stress. Despite seeming to have made it in life – a successful career, a beautiful home, and a vibrant social life – on the inside, all I could feel was all-consuming exhaustion.

Allowing myself to fully experience the weight of my emotions, I gradually began to understand and admit where these feelings might be coming from.

On the surface, my life was picture-perfect. But beneath the first thin layer, I was trapped in a big, toxic, exhausting Rat Race. My achievements came at great personal cost: I was always 100% ON, always working. At night, I would lie awake, my mind racing with thoughts of work – mentally rehearsing presentations, reviewing to-do lists, and thinking about difficult conversations.

At the office, I carried my packed 14-hour work days like a badge of honour. I proudly spoke of my stress and lack of sleep as if they were a trophy, demonstrating my commitment and dedication. Yet, maintaining a strong posture and a constant smile, I was barely holding myself together.

After a long day, I would get in my car, feeling so broken, so inadequate, and so utterly alone, that often I would drive home crying. I knew, that no matter how much effort I poured into my work or how great the results I achieved… With one little mistake, I could lose it all.

I often wondered, “How do others manage? Why can’t I keep up?”
It felt like no matter what I did, it was never enough. I was never enough.

And on that same beautiful Saturday morning, feeling emotionally and spiritually drained, I reached a breaking point.

Memories I had long suppressed came flooding back, within moments. I recalled the many ways I had changed myself to fit in, how I became somebody I was not – hiding my true self and adjusting my appearance. I remembered the deep longing to be seen and accepted: to be told I was good enough, loved and appreciated. That being woowoo was okay, even if others couldn’t see what I saw, hear what I heard, or feel what I felt.

Like a movie played on fast forward, chunks of my life started appearing in my mind. I recalled buying a leather jacket in high school to look tougher and how I removed the natural skip in my stride to avoid bullies. I remembered how I pretended I wasn’t a medium, hiding my ability to talk to spirits. I chose dull grey, mannish suits to blend in at work and removed my second earring because it wasn’t deemed “business-like”.

I remembered locking away every ounce of my intuition, because “that couldn’t be put in a spreadsheet”. I even wore men’s perfume, guided by science that said it would help me become more professional. And I remembered the first time I worked an unhealthy 80-hour week, feeling recognized by my managers at last… But at what cost?

As these memories surfaced, I saw clearly how I had adjusted, changed. I had ignored my joy, my family, my health, and the growing empty feeling inside. I had slowly lost my wild, unique spirit. It had happened all so gradually – I didn’t even notice.

Somehow, intuitively, I knew the only way to a fulfilled and joyful life, was to become somebody new – to honour the learnings and experiences, and to reconnect with the wild spirit of my true Self.

This epiphany led me to a dramatic turnaround in my life.
My plan was that my coaching business, which I was doing in addition to a full-time job, would become my main source of income. It would be easy, I thought. I already had a solid client base, so how hard could it be?

With a fresh perspective and renewed confidence, I began my journey. And it started out great!! I was able to quit my job, and I had my first 6-figure year. This was the dream!!