My Job Is Being Me
Wild, right?
My actual job, the one I created from years of study, intuition, structure, unravelling, rage, and hope, is to be me.
Not in the twee, sparkly, “just be yourself” kind of way (vom).
But in the deep, strategic, high-voltage, fiercely honest kind of way.
It’s about holding space without contorting. Speaking without shrinking. Leading without leaving myself behind.
Because I’m not here to perpetuate the noise of performative leadership.
I’m here to model a different way, a version of power that is sacred, strategic, and utterly human.
I support women in dismantling the systems that dull their brilliance.
I guide leaders home to their own clarity.
I remind changemakers that their presence is the power.
Not the slick pitch. Not the corporate polish. Not the relentless performance.
The signal beneath the noise? That’s where the truth lives. That’s where I lead from.
This kind of leadership doesn’t come from pushing. It comes from listening to our bodies, our instincts, our lived wisdom. It’s:
Vision-led and body-aware
Grounded in integrity
Whispered by the nervous system
Rooted in systems thinking and truth
And so yes, my job is content and coaching and creating and holding and birthing ideas into the world… but mostly?
✨My job is to be the most fully alive, wildly anchored version of me I can be.✨
Because my nervous system is the instrument.
My voice is the vessel.
My clarity is the product.
And my presence? That’s the offer.
So the most strategic thing I can do?
Take exquisite care of myself.
To be the me-est me, I need:
Deep Rest
Because wisdom doesn’t rush.
Because I’ve done the burnout badge.
Because devotion ≠ depletion.
(I’ve had to unlearn a LOT here. Let’s be honest: overperforming to the point of collapse is what the world rewards. Hustle culture is a con.)
Fabulously Magical Company
Because becoming is sacred when it’s witnessed.
Because sovereign women in circle with each other = exponential magic.
Because there’s something holy about being believed in.
Joyful Play
Because strategy without joy is a grind.
Because play keeps the fire lit.
Because pleasure isn’t a prize, it’s a practice.
I don’t teach what I don’t live.
Sovereign self-leadership - becoming unfuckwithable - starts here. With me. Leading myself gently, honourably, in rhythm with my own truth.
And let me be clear: this version of me wasn’t pre-packaged.
She arrived through peeling away layers of “shoulds”, shame, and shape-shifting.
Not like peeling an onion. More like easing out of a cocoon I didn’t realise I was in.
(Thanks ChatGPT for that one - definitely less stinky.)
Every season, another layer shed:
A belief that never belonged.
A role I outgrew.
A performance I could no longer bear.
And underneath it all?
Clarity.
Soft power.
A truth I no longer explain.
That’s who shows up now.
Not the woman who bent to belong, but the one who knows the shape of her own bones.
So yes, my job is being me. Sacred. Strategic. Uncompromising.
And I’ll keep choosing it.
Because I’m not here to scale performative leadership.
I’m here to build sacred systems of liberation.
To model a way of being in power that feels like truth, so others know they can too.
That means giving myself what I invite others to claim:
Permission.
Nourishment.
Unapologetic joy.
Now you:
What would change if being yourself became your most strategic act?
Where does your leadership feel like performance, and what would trust feel like instead?
What do you need more of to become the you-est you?
Hit reply. Or leave a comment. I’d love to hear.
I love that you are the you-est you! ❤️
Letting go of comparisons & judgments are the 2 biggest cords to cut! In my lane I can go 100 miles hour the traffic in any other lane is heavy burdensome and stalled.
Reclaiming Joy one simple freedom at a time x