Say goodbye to toxicity and hello to authenticity╰┈➤

It’s me: Kim

I started this journey feeling just as broken as you do right now.

Now, I help women identify and cut ties from the toxic patterns and behaviours that keep them stuck , and by providing expert coaching and support, empower them to take control of their lives and build healthy, fulfilling relationships with themselves and others.

My goal is to create a safe and understanding space where you have the space to heal, grow and move forward with courage, confidence and self-awareness.

Together we rise, but first…we cut ties.

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Why I do what I do

…because I wrote the book on 101 reasons not to go, before I found the nerve to author a bible on how to take a pair of scissors to what’s making your heart hurt.

I spent a lifetime locked in energetic agreements that left me feeling zapped & lifeless.

In the places there should have been glowing self-confidence, thrived an insatiable pac-man feeding off the boat loads of fear I swam in.

There were many things I dreaded when it came to making the decision to prioritize me, but the only thing I regret is not doing it sooner.

I want to be the sherpa to your self-doubt, walking by your side as you climb the Everest high chaos of your life.


I’m a little different cos

There are no rose coloured glasses here.

My lens is lived in, my sights crystal clear and it’s been a long time gone since I’ve broken up with my old friend, fear.

I’ve seen some shit.

At some stages of my life, my life felt like a giant swell of diapers swallowing me whole.

For a long time, I thought I was crazy because I didn’t see myself in other women…

…I just couldn’t relate to people who weren’t wading in the sh*t show.

I’m proof that even in tsunamis of struggle; a whole world of growth and opportunity to excel, remains possible.


I really, really believe in

Women.

The strength, the resilience, the loyalty, the ride or die, the fighting for what’s right, the hopeless romantic, the devoted mother, the magical mess that weaves them together from the basket of their womb to the crown on their heads:

no one knows the power of a woman until they’ve known the make up of the world’s most delicate bird…

The woman stuck in patterns that are hurting her, instead of serving her.

It takes the strongest kind of goddess to survive, but rarely does she get the acknowledgement she deserves - are we really that surprised when she isn’t given the support to thrive?

I’m fighting for her.