10/06/2026
Becoming is not a destination. It’s a constant arrival.
I survived cancer. What nobody tells you about surviving is what you inherit from it. I live in a body that is heavily scarred from that experience. For years, more years than I want to admit, I was deeply uncomfortable in it. I avoided mirrors. I dressed around it. I grieved the body I had before like it was a person I lost.
Recently something shifted.
I started adorning this body instead of hiding it. Jewelry. Intentional dressing. Looking at myself and deciding that this, all of this, is what a survivor looks like. Not in spite of the scars. Because of them.
That is becoming.
It does not always feel like growth. Sometimes it feels like grief.
Sometimes it feels like starting over in a body, a life, a career, a version of yourself that you did not ask for and are still learning to inhabit.
But here is what I know. Becoming requires you to shed who you were in order to arrive at who you are becoming. And that shedding is not comfortable. It is not linear. And it asks something most people are not ready to give, the willingness to let go of the old version of yourself even when she still feels safe.
I have been having this exact conversation with people who have submitted applications to work with me privately.
The question I keep asking is not about income or career goals or strategy. It is simpler than that.
Are you ready to surrender to the new you?
Or are you going to keep one foot in who you used to be?
There is no wrong answer. But there is an honest one.
If you are ready, and I mean truly ready to dedicate yourself to a full life transformation, the application for Life OS is at the link in bio. Eight weeks. Private. One on one.
Becoming is waiting on your decision.