Country Girl Coaching

02/17/2026

There’s a strange energy moving through the world right now.

I don’t think it’s just personal anxiety anymore.
It feels like waves… almost like frequencies floating through the air.
People are unsettled. Scrambling. Confused. You can feel it in conversations, in stores, in relationships — a collective nervous system searching for ground.

And I’ve noticed something.

When I sit with the herd, they are untouched by it.

The horses are not worried about next week.
They are not predicting collapse.
They are not arguing with reality.

They are simply… here.

And what they have taught me in moments like this is this:

The safest place in a changing world is presence.

Not control.
Not understanding everything.
Not fixing the future.

Presence.

Because anxiety lives in the future.
Regret lives in the past.
But the body — and the nervous system — can only settle in now.

So if you’ve been feeling the whirlwind lately…
if your thoughts are spinning…
if the world feels loud…

The herd’s message is simple:

Come back to your breath.
Feel your feet on the ground.
Notice your heartbeat.
Be in this hour, not tomorrow’s possibilities.

You are safe in this moment.
And then the next one.
And then the next.

Happy first day of the Year of the Horse.
May you run less in your mind…
and stand more in your life.

02/12/2026

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01/30/2026

Today’s walk with flow. Exploring how she will just piece out spin people around block them when they are walking with the voice of their inner critic. And when they walk with the voice of their soul, truth, their heart lead truth she will arrive in the most beautiful profound ways. More lessons from Flow and the Herd to come 

01/21/2026

The horses don’t listen to words.
They feel what’s underneath them.

They don’t respond to the story you’re telling,
or the mask you’ve learned to wear,
or the version of you that’s trying to be good, agreeable, or understood.

They reflect the truth below the surface.

And that’s where healing actually lives.

Below the noise.
Below the fear.
Below the conditioning that taught you to doubt your own knowing and follow someone else’s voice instead.

Out here, with the horses, there’s no performance.
No fear-mongering.
No manipulation through words.

Just energy.
Presence.
Truth.

Horses meet you in the body—
in the nervous system,
in the places that learned to brace, comply, or go quiet just to stay safe.

And when you’re met there, something loosens.

Understanding doesn’t come from being told what to think.
Freedom doesn’t come from doing what you’re supposed to do.

It comes from remembering how to listen again—
to your instincts,
your intuition,
your wild inner compass.

The horses have always known.

They simply invite you to remember.

🐎🌾

01/15/2026

The moment you realize you don’t have to carry anyone else’s BS
is the moment you’re free.

So many healers and sensitive souls — the ones who are here to serve —
have been taught to take on other people’s pain.

Their stories.
Their emotions.
Their energy.
Even their sickness, their headaches, their heaviness.

But let’s be clear:
This isn’t love.

This doesn’t come from compassion or devotion.
It comes from fear.

Fear of being unwanted.
Fear of being unnecessary.
Fear that if you don’t overgive, overhold, overfunction…
you won’t be loved.

Taking responsibility for other people’s lives isn’t kindness.
It’s self-abandonment dressed up as virtue.

And here’s the part most people miss:

For the other person, something breaks too.

They begin to feel resentful — not because you’re doing too little,
but because you’re doing too much.

When you over-function for someone, you quietly tell them,
“I don’t trust you to handle your own life.”

You lean in.
You pull.
You manage their emotions.
You carry their choices.

Without meaning to, you start living their life for them.

That doesn’t heal them.
It weakens them.

Their lessons get delayed.
Their growth gets interrupted.
Their soul’s journey gets rerouted.

This is why over-giving doesn’t create closeness.
It creates tension.
Distance.
Resentment — on both sides

01/14/2026

What if you thought of your relationship with God — Source, Spirit, whatever name feels true to you — as an actual relationship?

Like a friendship.
Or a lover.
Or a sacred partnership.

Wouldn’t effort be required?

Wouldn’t you need to show up at the door and say,
“I’m here too. I’m listening. I’m willing. I’m working on this.”

Now imagine a relationship where, from the moment someone’s feet hit the floor, all they do is beg and plead:

Give me more.
Fix this.
Why aren’t you doing enough for me?
I’m stuck. I’m suffering. I’m in the pit.

No curiosity.
No responsibility.
No self-reflection.
Just constant demand.

Eventually, wouldn’t you say:
“It’s time for you to put one foot into this relationship.”

Because when only one side is doing all the reaching, all the holding, all the adjusting — it’s no longer a relationship.

And this is where the parallel gets uncomfortable.

That dynamic looks a lot like a relationship with a narcissist.
You bend.
You stretch.
You jump higher as the bar keeps moving.
If you just do this, then I’ll love you again.

That’s not devotion.
That’s self-abandonment.

God — Source — Spirit — does not ask you to beg.
She does not withhold love until you perform.
She wants your aliveness. Your presence. Your participation.

Abundance isn’t handed to a collapsed nervous system that refuses to engage.
It meets you when you take a step.

You don’t have to climb the whole ladder.
But you do have to step onto the first rung.

Because digging the hole deeper while asking to be lifted out
keeps you exactly where you are.

12/25/2025

This morning, instead of waking to kids racing toward the tree, I woke to dogs pacing, puppies whining to play, and kittens underfoot as I made coffee.

And I thought about how different Christmas can feel.

For some, it’s merry and bright.
For others, it’s heavy with grief—missing loved ones, facing a first Christmas without someone, or feeling painfully alone.

That’s often when the shoulds show up.
They should be here.
I should be surrounded by family.
This should look different.

So much pressure to make it perfect—to buy the perfect gifts, cook the perfect meal, have the house just right. And yet forcing Christmas to look a certain way often only deepens the sadness that’s already there.

Which makes me wonder…
Is this really what Christmas is about?

The birth of Christ didn’t happen in perfection or abundance. It happened in simplicity. In uncertainty. In a borrowed space. No spectacle—just love arriving quietly in the middle of what was.

Maybe Christmas was never meant to be perfect.
Maybe it was meant to meet us where we are.

With empty chairs.
With aching memories.
With grief sitting beside gratitude.

Perhaps the invitation of Christmas is not to make it perfect—but to make it true.

And maybe that… is holy enough

12/17/2025

A Christmas Closing read our e-mail here-

As Christmas settles in and the year begins to soften toward its close, I find myself less interested in resolutions… and more interested in truth.

11/18/2025

When Your Heart Says No and Your Head Says Yes

What do you do when your heart and soul whisper no, but your head is yelling yes?

Most of us were raised to live from the neck up.
Logic. Reason. Justification.
We’re taught to build a life that makes sense on paper—even if it makes no sense in our bodies.

And the mind is so good at creating convincing arguments.
It can defend, explain, rationalize, and prop up a whole structure of “shoulds” based entirely on fear, habit, and old conditioning.

But the heart?
The soul?
They don’t speak in logic.
They speak in resonance.

And the truth is: whenever I bulldoze over my heart and force myself forward with my head alone, the energy becomes pushy.
Striving.
Efforting.
Clenching.
It never turns out the way I hoped because it was built on fear—not truth.

But when I get quiet…
When I breathe down into that deep inner knowing…
When I choose to listen to the subtle, steady pulse of my soul…

Everything shifts.

There’s more peace.
More flow.
More freedom.
Not because it’s easy.
Often it’s the opposite.

You can’t always explain it to others.
You can’t always explain it to yourself.
There’s no neat reasoning or tidy logic to present.
But there is a knowing—a grounded, ancient knowing—that says:

This is right for you.
Do this.
Trust this.
Follow this.

Recently, I found myself right in the middle of this crossroads.

My head was buzzing with excitement.
Programs to build.
Services to launch.
Momentum to chase.

Part of me felt lit up by the possibilities.

But my heart?
My soul?

They sat me down like a wise grandmother, put a hand on my shoulder, and said:

“No, love. Not now.
It’s time to rest.
To write.
To create for you.
To unplug.
To listen.”

And it wasn’t convenient.
It didn’t match my calendar or my plans or the speed of the world around me.

But I’ve learned something sacred:

When your soul whispers, you obey.
Because the soul is always early.
Never late.

It feels like contraction from the outside, but it is actually an expansion forming underground.

So here I am—listening, slowing, resting.
Not because my head agrees, but because my heart is leading.

And every time I dare to follow that deeper truth, a quieter, softer path opens up… the one that feels like home.

10/13/2025

Grateful for Change - https://mailchi.mp/e799083a5464/aug2025-17993062

09/02/2025

I am no longer her- https://mailchi.mp/ed5b5ac098ed/aug2025-17992074

09/02/2025

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