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Do You Have An Inner Glass Ceiling? (FB Live)

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Hey there…I’m Karen, a former psychotherapist, a mentor, an Energy Editing™ Professional, an Art of Feminine Presence coach, mom and an entrepreneur. I'm also a wildly passionate advocate for helping women become their truest selves + live their most fulfilling lives.

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The other day, during a morning practice with my g The other day, during a morning practice with my group, I picked up my very first tarot deck to pull a card for us. The deck I bought about 12 years ago. The deck that had me finally recognize my magic. Like for real. And I started crying. Tears welled up from way down in the depths of my being. Tears for the ways Ive abandoned my magic. And tears of relief as I remembered, on a deep heart-body-soul-level, my magical gifts. Now...dont get me wrong, I havent FULLY abandoned it. I weave magic into my work - and personal life - regularly thru intuition, energy work, crystals, cards, signs, etc etc. But on a deeper level, like in my heart of hearts, I can feel the ways I havent fully owned it; fully embraced it. Like it is so much bigger than I’ve allowed myself to acknowledge. I can feel the ways Ive denied it, diminished it as “woo woo,” devalued it as less “valuable” than the cultural “ways of knowing” (ie science). In that moment yesterday, when the tears rose up from deep down, I felt the grief of that self-abandonment AND the release of that part of me who shrinks...her presence, her knowing, her magic. No More. It is scary - maybe just uncomfortable - to claim our gifts. To own, for ourselves - and to reveal publicly - the truth about who we are. And yet, it is way worse, ultimately - like truly heart-breaking, soul-crushing - to go through life not fully stepping into them, owning them, being them, and bringing them out into the world. So today, I stand in the truth. Not bragging simply revealing. I see things, feel things, know things that dont always make sense to the “cognitive” brain. I’ve got access to magic (we all do actually) and Im about to dive in even deeper and cultivate it more fully. And I want to share it with you. Im soooooo excited about my next offering. It’s been brewing in the cauldron for months: GIFTED is a small-group offering in service to YOUR gifts, your vision, your purpose. To bringing them out of hiding and into the world. I will bring my magic (full-on!) + my skills (many of which i will teach you) and you bring your gifts, passion & vision. (Continued in comments)
When I was pregnant with my daughter...and when sh When I was pregnant with my daughter...and when she was little...so many people (mostly women!), would exclaim, “just wait til shes a teenager. You’re going to have your hands full” or “oh boy, mothers and daughters during the teenage years...watch out.” Some version of that misogynistic bullshit. The thing is, our culture is terrified of teenagers, especially teenage girls, with their vibrant juicy passionate wild embodied aliveness. They are especially terrifying to Moms who arent in approval of their own feminine energy, power, and juice. And personally, i really struggled with my teenage self. I put all her truth and vibrancy in a box, and eating-disordered my way thru those years to survive. I looked pretty but felt empty. Just like i was supposed to be. When I had a daughter, i committed to rooting out all those places where I hated my self, locked up my juice, and disparaged my inner rebel-teenage-feminine. I have not been a perfect mom by any means (they dont exist), and my internal work continues; but I can claim that together, my daughter and I, have transformed old familial mother-daughter patterns. And all those “predictions” from when she was little? None of them came true. We are close, deeply connected, and shes a deep joy to parent. Thank god i had the awareness to not buy into that bs paradigm. Teenage girls are amazing. Lets change the narrative, shall we? Lets stop talking shit about girls. Lets give them space to breathe. To BE, rather than perform. Lets BE the women who show them the way. #motherdaughter #teenagegirls #mamalove
Meet my friend and inspiration, Lani. Lani is in Meet my friend and inspiration, Lani. Lani is in her mid-70s, lives in the jungle of Costa Rica, grows plants & teaches about medicinal herbs and health, & rocks a bikini like no one’s business. In her small wood 3-sides home, with no floor but the earth, and no electricity, this woman is the epitome of radiance, love, vitality, and yes, abundance. She has everything she needs in her tiny home teeming with fresh food, including a razor sharp mind and a deep understanding of how we humans f-ck ourselves over with our worshipping of false gods (all the things we think will make us happy but keep us spinning in chronic stress). We spent the day with her in her home, eating the most delicious food, drinking homemade cacao, soaking in the waterfalls & the river, rubbing clay from the river on our face as masks, and sitting at the feet of Lani as she shared her wisdom. She said, multiple times, the Universe always has my back. Always. It is so obvious she lives with this belief deep in her bones. She feels like the richest person I know. It is so damn easy to forget. To chase the false gods of fake abundance, and to steep in “not enough.” Abundance and enoughness have nothing - literally nothing - to do with how your body looks, the amount of money in your bank account, or how fancy your house is. It has everything to do with how much you are willing to open to your path, connect with your truth, love OUT, receive with gratitude all that is, share your gifts, steep in your own juices, and deeply care for yourself. The epitome of undomesticated;) If you are coming with me to Costa Rica this year, you’ll be spending the day with Lani too. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
I AM HIGH-MAINTENANCE. It takes a lot of nourishm I AM HIGH-MAINTENANCE. It takes a lot of nourishment, attention, rest and care to keep my body, heart, and soul running on full. Good food & plenty of it. Good rest. Down time. Time in nature. Time to dream. Play. Water. Sensual experiences of all kinds. (To name a few) I am seriously high-maintenance and the minute i over-ride that truth, someone pays. I try to hide it but resentment is a sneaky little sucker. I have a feeling you are high-maintenance too (I know, i know...gasp!) Lets make a pact: Lets stop pretending we are low-maintenance and dont have big needs & desires, and are willing to settle for crumbs. Not only is this a lie (i see you over there pretending 😉), but it’s sucking the life out of you - and, frankly, it’s not so good for those around you either. Lets do away with that age-old bullshit paradigm that the holy grail of the good woman is to be nice and easy-going. To not make others uncomfortable with our ravenous hungers, our juicy appetites for life, our big dreams, and our fully-expressed emotions. (Seriously, this has got to be one of the dumbest ideas that we unwittingly agreed to and continue to follow). You in? Drop a ❤️below if you are with me. And if you want to be surrounded by other women breaking the good-woman rules, get your sweet butt in my Undomesticated program. (DM me for details or check the link in my bio).
Joy oh joy 😍 Thank you Jane @journaljdk for thi Joy oh joy 😍 Thank you Jane @journaljdk for this surprise today! It’s so fun to see how you capture my essence and then have it reflected back🙌 This is me when my heart is open, connected, and absolutely surrendered to love. Thank you for seeing me. I love you 🙏🏼 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ @juliejanestudio @journaljdk
I feel seen 🙌🙌 This beautiful poem is from m I feel seen 🙌🙌 This beautiful poem is from my gifted BRAVE client, to mark our closure of a year-long magical container. KAREN She throws off The bond, the binds Of picture perfect Picket fences She grows wild And wise Moving forth Seeking sage Wisdom, spice Of life On her island Untamed She finds Primal magic Essential truth She pulls it in Breathes it out Feeds her flame And sends Her light Out, beyond Within The Circle The Eleven She holds Thank you Lori @lmarracino
Ohhhh heyyyyy 2021... I can feel that you’re gon Ohhhh heyyyyy 2021... I can feel that you’re gonna be a big year. So much unknown on the horizon. Personally & collectively. I left so much behind in 2020, and Im pretty sure there’s more to come. So I’m coming into this year nice & slow. No rushing. No claiming grandiose goals & outcomes. No pushing myself to finally be an early riser, a hard core exerciser, a million-dollar biz owner, or a person who Marie-Kondo’s her closets. My biggest commitment is to stay with myself, deeply connected, in approval of all that is me...the pain & the joy, the magic & the mundane, the wild & the boring, the undomesticated & the homebody, the fierce and the soft. I used to get lured by the brighter, shinier, newer model promises that the new year held. But this year, I just want to be more me. And I trust that you, life, will bring me exactly what I need. I am open and ready to receive. #wildwomancomehome
Well that hurt. Last night, on my webinar where Well that hurt. Last night, on my webinar where I was sharing - openly, vulnerably, authentically - about UNDOMESTICATED, someone sent me a hurtful private message thru the zoom chat. In that moment, it felt like I was stung...straight thru the heart. I got momentarily dizzy. I wanted to cry, hide, shrink. And I did. All 3. For a bit. The thing is: an Undomesticated heart IS a wide open heart. She loves AND feels deeply. You dont get to be free and fully alive with a closed heart. An Undomesticated woman is willing to come OUT, behind the masks, and express herself in service to the truth she is being called to share; and in deep connection. A wild undomesticated woman is a passionate, deep-feeling, heart-wide-open woman. THIS is her GIFT. All of my magic is sourced from my openness. The more open, the more magic. The more open, the more abundance. The more open, the more I get to love in this lifetime. AND the more open, wild & fully expressed...the more stings may come my way. It’s part of the path. A wild woman doesnt enter the jungle not expecting to see an occasional spider, snake or bullet ant (they hurt like hell). She knows the risks, packs her anti-venom, and enters. She enters the wild because, while not doing so may pseudo-protect her heart, she knows staying away is gonna kill her soul. (It doesnt really protect her heart anyway. Its just a different kind of ache). I used to be terrified of getting stung. I wasnt willing to risk the judgment, the jealousy, the projected shame & fear... But last night showed me clear as day: I am willing to risk it all. In fact, it’s the only way I want to live. I share this because there is SO. DAMN. MUCH. to learn from moments like this. For me, personally, yes; AND for us collectively. I’ll be sharing more in the days to come. For now, Im grateful to that woman. She gave me an opportunity to take that hurt, feel it all the way through, and transmute it into more commitment; more passion; more fire; and more magic. If you’re called to explore Undomesticated, Im here. Open arms, open heart, ready to welcome you back home.

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