When the Title Ends, the Becoming Begins

Let’s talk about leaving corporate.
Not the highlight reel version—let’s get real.

So many of my clients are in the thick of it:
Laid off. Burned out. Or just… done.

It’s not just about changing jobs.
It’s about identity.

That ache. That untangle.
The Who am I if I’m not this title, this company, this airline status?
The liminal float between timelines—
No longer who you were. Not yet who you’re becoming.

Because we were never just the job.

We are the spirit the job moves through.

And that spirit? Still here.
Still sacred.
Still wildly powerful.
Now evolving.

I now see job transitions like a divorce.
It’s no longer “I’m so sorry.”
It’s: “Congratulations.” A “Wow.” A “Good for you.” A gentle nod that says, 'I see you—bravely standing in your uncomfortable (for now) truth.'

A sacred milestone to ask:
With the one gift that life gives—time—
 Who do we get to become now?

Since we are keeping it real here—it’s not easy to always get there or stay there.
It’s moment by moment. Breath by breath.
A quiet grieving of what can no longer stay the same.
A silent, shaky trust in what’s to come.

These moments call for a rewilding. A remembering.
Of how to trust your instincts again.
Of how to believe the universe is still conspiring for you—
Even when it feels like the rug’s been ripped out from under you.

In 2021, I didn’t leave corporate in a blaze of glory.
I left after a car accident.
That night, in the bathtub, I heard my angels whisper:
 “This is as gentle as we could do it.”

The “it” that I couldn’t do on my own.

Leaving the safety of the steady paycheck? No way.

But like any idea—or wildflower—there comes a moment when it’s time to bloom.

Since then, I’ve walked the wild path of life after corporate—raw, deeply humbled, and alive.

I’ve built a holistic coaching practice.
Launched a Feng Shui consulting business.
Leveraged my background in project and change management to lead international retreats.
Each week in LA, I teach breathwork and meditations and guide groups through The Artist’s Way.

When we’re in our zone of genius, we don’t just work—
We come alive doing what we love and believe in.

And to keep it REAL:
I’ve also wandered in the forest totally lost.
Made a lot of mistakes—
Or, as Abraham Hicks calls it: contrast.

I spent months—and thousands—getting a real estate license...
Only to hate it. What the heck was I thinking?
There I was—sitting in open houses, trying to smile.
Dressing the part of a successful real estate agent (or more often, someone’s assistant).

It wasn’t all that different from dressing the part of a successful management consultant.
Same performance. Different costume.

But still… I wasn’t found.

There I was, kicking myself under the folding table, wondering:

“When do I call it?
When is it okay to say—this isn’t it either?”

Gah. I’d spent so much time. So much money.
The voice in my head whispered, “Can’t you just suck it up?”

But the answer—clear, steady—was no.

We had come too far.
Risked too much.
There was no going back to pretending. Playing the part to be convenient and dishonest with myself.

Not to sit in a smelly, overpriced home with terrible Feng Shui,
where the owner was open to receiving my advice.

No way.

Then came hourly gigs organizing homes that felt more dehumanizing than my old 12-hour consulting days.

I invested in overhyped programs.
Worked desperately for free.
Handed over my savings—and my power—to “experts” I thought would save me.

Each one: a lesson. A refinement. A reminder. A dignity.
 No one comes to save you.

You learn—slowly, tenderly—to save yourself.
Life becomes a living prayer. You learn to ask and listen more.
A moving meditation.
You return to you—the essence only you can embody.

And no one can tell you how to get there.

You have to be willing to go.

Willing to risk being pushed out of the bird’s nest of safety—
to discover that you can actually fly (or you wouldn’t have been pushed). 

I still live in my magical Venice Beach bungalow.
 (My 2021 self swore I’d be in a Costco tent with my beloved ride-or-die rescue dog by now.)
I’m maxing out my ROTH (which I could never do while wearing my golden handcuffs),
and thank goodness—I'm still heavily invested in crypto.

Not to brag—
But to remind you: You find a way.
You build it. You become it.

You figure it out. You get creative.
Where there is scarcity comes innovation.

What you’re seeking—and genuinely curious about?
Please do that because it 1000% wants you, too.
It’s part of your journey.
Your unique soul’s curriculum.

Even if it looks like a wrong turn—
A dead-end path through real estate and home organizing.
It all belongs. It all teaches. It all shapes you into the new you.

We learn to allow—and stay with—both the desire and the pain,
long enough to do something about it.

This will be the first in a series of real, raw, honest writings.
It’s the opposite of a sales pitch.
(With all the money I spent on business programs, I still could never figure out how to do a proper funnel and feel good about it.)

This is a call from my heart to yours:

How can we feed each other?
How can I show up without the mask and keep it real in the face of the unthinkable and unknown?

I believe both truth and faith are activations.
See this space as an activation.

Because we’re not just leaving jobs.
We’re leaving old paradigms:
— Scarcity economics
— Extractive leadership
— Performative belonging

We’re remembering:
We’re lovable and supported even when we’re not performing 24/7.
We are enough.
The tribe is still here.
And we are indeed safe.

We reach a point where we don’t care about the likes anymore—
We care if it lands in someone’s heart.

Like Justin brought sexy back,
we’re bringing the human back.

We’re stepping into earth-based leadership.
Sacred economies.

Feng Shui has been one of my greatest teachers—activating ancient codes in my DNA that connect us back to the only thing that truly heals:

The source inside you.
Inside all of us.
That is nature.
The chi. The life force. The prana. The divine.

The thing that has many names, but remains nameless.
It can only be felt—
the pulse of something ancient and true
that’s lived inside you all along.

It is fearless—
because when we work with the unseen,
we move beyond thought.

We move with the power of protection and support.
We become our own miracle.

We build the muscle memory
of a full-body knowing—
the kind you’ll never be able to shake with logic.

We go beyond the five senses: spreadsheets, timelines, and bank accounts— into the heart. Leading from this place looks and feels different. This is the relearning.

We lose parts of ourselves in corporate.
We give and give until we realize:
This job took more from me than it ever gave.

I realized all the money I was making…
I was spending to numb the pain I was in.

Designer handbags. DoorDash. Expensive skincare.
Costly pajamas that felt like the only permission I could find to rest.
Flights to anywhere—but here.

It wasn’t an indulgence. It wasn’t a rich life. It was anesthesia.
A way to numb the ache that whispered:
“This isn’t it.”

If you’re hearing the quiet whisper—
“This isn’t it…”
or
“There has to be more…”

Do not panic. Nothing is wrong.
You’re waking up.

If you love your new job and just got promoted—amazing.
Keep going!! This is probably not for you.

But if your life looks really good on paper,
but your soul is crying in the background...
Because there is something wild, sacred, or risky is calling you forward…

🌀 Join me for Real Talk Office Hours
The week of April 21st.

A sacred space to name the ache, the fear, the hope.
To talk about transition, identity, freedom, possibility, and what’s next—
Without pretending, we have it all figured out.

This isn’t a sales call.
It’s not a discovery session.
It’s a space. A conversation. A sacred pause to be with what is here.

Maybe people will come. Maybe they won’t.
Honestly? I don’t care.
I’m just called.

I have been creating a playbook for how to leave corporate—
a guide for all the relearning, reprogramming, and rewiring we get to step into as we find a new way forward.

It’s not just about leaving a job—it’s about coming home to yourself (and yes, Feng Shui is therapy and a fantastic tool to rewire the unconscious mind and step fully into who you are becoming)

And if you can’t make it to Real Talk Office Hours but want to connect, please reach out. Truly. You are not alone.

I wish more people were talking about this when I was quietly unraveling.

Because here’s the truth:
What once worked… no longer does.

This is great news and your personal invitation:
To take off a layer of who you needed to be to survive—
And soften into who you’ve always been.

So, wherever your compass is guiding you today—
 How are you honoring your instincts?

I love you. I am you. ❤️