i am on a mission to help people get unstuck… to struggle a little less and shine a little more.

and wow, do i know struggle. i know stuck. my particular brand of struggle over the past few years has included depression, anxiety, grief, and loss… i lost myself along the way and lost my mojo and purpose too, and honestly just felt really lost in the darkness. ironic for someone who wrote a book about shining bright like a lighthouse!

for a long time i wished someone would just come along and make it all better – fix me, fix life, fix the hard things – you know, just wave their magic wand or something! and then one day i wondered: what if that person is me? what if i am the hero i have been waiting for? i wondered if i could learn to coach myself through the hard things, guide myself through the messy ups and downs of life, and lead myself out the other side of the darkness.

when i was in the depths of loss and depression i had a thought that my business and my time to help people was over. the part of me that was depleted and dejected said: why bother. you had your chance to help people, and you blew it, you gave up. you can’t even get yourself unstuck. better to quit now.

and then a facebook memory popped up from 2016 of my mom raving about my first book, the lighthouse revolution. it was not remembering her encouragement that inspired me, it was remembering her struggle. by the time my mom found out she had terminal cancer at the start of 2019, she had already been stuck for a long time. she was a vibrant, creative, and empathic soul… she loved art, craft, gardening, and travelling… she loved gathering with her favourite people… she loved books, learning, and debating… and somewhere along the way she lost hold of those things, lost sight of her beautiful soul self. she had no mojo, no purpose, no direction. she was waiting for things to get better – she was only 66 when she passed – and i believe she was wishing for a hero, for a magic wand. she told me once, around the time that i wrote my first book, that i was her hero… god, she loved to watch me shine. i just wish she had known that she could have been her own hero, i wish i had a chance to teach her how.

my mom is my why. she is how i know that i cannot swoop in and save the day for anyone, but i can perhaps inspire people to learn how to save their own day. she is the reason i decided to get back to my business, to get back to writing and teaching, to not quit. i don’t want to watch anyone else stay stuck or flounder in struggle or give up on their dreams or doubt their capacity for creating a life they love. i don’t want to watch ME do those things! she inspired me to remember that life is worth living, worth fighting for. she is my why… i don’t want anyone to stay stuck, not on my watch.

so here i am. with a new mission to help people become their own hero… to get themselves unstuck. because we all deserve to live a life that lights us up… like that lighthouse i once dreamt of.

thank you for joining me.

xo kb