You were not built to be tamed.
Ranch life, motherhood, business, freedom.
And the occasional identity crisis.
I built this from rock bottom.
When I started coaching in 2016 I charged $20 an hour. After taxes I was making about a dollar. I was so resentful I could barely get through a call.
That's not a humble-brag origin story. That's just where I was.
No money. No roadmap. Nobody handing me anything.
So I rebuilt it.
The business. The beliefs. The whole damn life. From the ranch up. It took way longer than I want to admit and I got it wrong a lot, but here we are.
Now I sit with women while they do the same. Okay?
Three ways to build wild.
Wild Gatherings
A morning on the ranch with horses, coffee, and women who are tired of pretending they're fine.
The Mirror
An hour where someone finally says out loud what you've been carrying. You'll leave able to name it.
Return to Wild
(Your family will survive.) Private ranch. No phones. Horses. Firelight. Honest conversations. Four days that don't exist anywhere else.
You already know.
You've known for a while.
There's never a perfect time. The kids will always need something. The horses will always need something. So will the husband. If this is tugging at you, that tug is the answer.
Start HereLetters from the Ranch
A few times a week I'll send you what's going on out here.
The horses, the ranch, whatever I'm chewing on that morning.
No spam. Life’s overwhelming enough already.
