Country Girl Coaching

05/12/2026

Horses, nature, movement, and space to reconnect with yourself.

05/08/2026

Ruby and Flow are ready for today’s session ❤️

There’s no right or wrong way to heal.
But I will say this… horses bring a very special kind of magic to the process.

They don’t care about the mask.
They respond to what’s real.
To the energy underneath the words.
To the truth your body is carrying before your mind even catches up.

Somehow, in their presence, walls soften.
People breathe deeper.
And the things we’ve been trying so hard to hold together finally get a chance to unravel, release, and reconnect.

Healing beside a 1200-pound mirror of honesty is something hard to explain…
but once you experience it, you understand

04/29/2026

04/26/2026

Everything is energy

04/13/2026

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04/10/2026

When I say good girl or good boy… what comes to your mind?

We say it to our children.
We say it to our pets.
And somewhere along the way… we start saying it to ourselves.

If a dog is “good,” it usually means they fit into the mold of how we, as humans, want them to behave.
Maybe their breeding supports it… maybe they’ve learned the rules.
And honestly—for a dog—that’s not such a bad thing.

But what about for people?

A good girl behaves the way she thinks is acceptable.
She is quiet. Polite. Easy.
She minds her P’s and Q’s.

And over time she learns to shrink.
To smooth things over.
To become the welcome mat;
letting others walk into her home with dirty, muddy feet.

No questions asked.

I’m thinking of my granddaughter right now.
She is FULL OF SASS.

And I love it.

It makes me laugh… and yes, it pokes at those old “good girl” rules still living in me.
But that spark? That fire? That truth?

That’s the good stuff.

Because too many of us were taught to trade that fire in—
in order to be liked
to be approved of
to not look “bad.”

And in doing that… we lost pieces of ourselves.

So what if we did it differently?

What if we worked on being truer instead of just “good”?

Still kind.
Still loving.
But rooted in a quiet, powerful knowing of—
this is who I am.

And NO
you don’t get to walk into my house with muddy boots anymore.

03/09/2026

Return to the Wild Within – June 5–7

Something beautiful is already unfolding for this retreat.

7 women are already signed up… and 7 spots remain.

If you’ve been feeling the quiet pull to step away from the noise of everyday life and reconnect with yourself, the horses, and nature… this may be your invitation.

This weekend will be about slowing down, remembering who you are, and reconnecting with the wild wisdom within.

🌿 Horses
🌿 Nature
🌿 Ceremony & connection
🌿 A powerful circle of women

Early bird pricing ends April 20.

Link in bio for details.

Chantel

03/08/2026

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03/05/2026

Boundaries are hard.

Especially for people-pleasers.
For the ones who don’t want to rock the boat.

Many of us were taught that other people’s feelings are our responsibility…
that we need to manage reactions, smooth things over, keep everyone comfortable.

So we stay quiet.
We tolerate.
We bend.

Because we’re afraid of losing people.
Afraid of hurting someone.

But here’s the truth:

When you don’t hold boundaries, you don’t lose others first…

you lose yourself.

And over time, the absence of boundaries hurts everyone involved.

It hurts you.
It hurts the relationship.
And it keeps others from rising to their higher self.

Hard truth?

Sometimes a lack of boundaries is just self-abandonment disguised as kindness.

Ouch.

But the good news is…

Boundaries aren’t rejection.
They’re truth.

03/02/2026

What a gift these horses and moments with them are :)

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02/24/2026

Caregiving is loving in a crisis. It’s destructive when it becomes the relationship. When one person in a relationship stops functioning well, the other naturally steps up.

That’s love.

Sickness, grief, hard seasons — we carry each other sometimes.
But there is a line almost nobody talks about.

If it goes on too long, the help becomes a role.
And the role becomes an identity.

The capable one becomes the manager.
The tired one becomes the dependent.

At first it feels supportive.
Eventually it feels lonely.

Here’s the part I had to learn:

Over-functioning doesn’t fix under-functioning.
It quietly protects it.

Because the more one person organizes, initiates, regulates, reminds, plans and holds everything together… the less the other person has to step into their own strength.

The crutch becomes the permanent leg.

I’ve done this before — not out of control or superiority, but out of care. Out of patience. Out of wanting peace.
And then one day I realized I wasn’t in a partnership anymore… I was in a position of responsibility.

So sometimes love isn’t doing more.

Sometimes love is stepping back enough that the other person has room to stand up.

Not punishment.
Not withdrawal.
Just a return to two adults walking beside each other instead of one carrying both.

Healthy relationships don’t require one strong person and one struggling one.

They require two people willing to show up.