CAS Coaching & Consulting

07/02/2025

How to return to your biorhythm without using a single modern day health hack…

No meditation app.
No cold plunges.
No productivity stack.

Just this:

Last Friday, after a powerful week of facilitating and leading, Andre Simoneau I took a long weekend.

We visited our land…a magical fairy land of wildflower meadow and aspen filled forest in the mountains of Colorado. 🌲🌸🍄‍🟫

Afterward, we camped in a quiet gulch with no cell service, no signal, no schedule.

Just us, the trees, and the Divine.

👣 We got our feet in the dirt.
🤣Laughed by the fire.
🌌Gazed in awe of the stars.

Moved without GPS.

Woke up soft. Clear. Whole.

We remembered that nature isn’t just relaxing, it’s who we are.

And when we live by her rhythm again, everything changes. 🦋☀️

Our nervous systems recalibrated.
Our relationship felt even deeper.

The path ahead became obvious-without journaling it out or manifesting it in.

We didn’t need a breakthrough.
We just needed to remember.

✅This is how you return to your natural rhythm: by surrendering to it.

It’s slower. Softer.

🤓But far more intelligent than the hustle of optimization.

What’s one moment where you felt totally at peace in nature, like you were being spoken to?

07/01/2025

Follow along to tap into the magic💫

06/24/2025

Hii 👋, if we haven’t met, I’m Carrie. I never thought in a million years that I’d be a spiritual guide!

Sure, I was the one people came to for comfort, perspective, answers.

I’ve guided hundreds through breathwork journeys, heart centered leadership, and spiritual money breakthroughs over the last 7 years.

And for my 1:1 clients, I’ve always whispered the truth:

🌿That life gets easier when you stop controlling and start listening.
🌿That miracles come when you let go of the grind and open to grace.

But I never thought I’d share this part so publicly…
The sacred part.
The way I actually live.

🤓I was a college athlete, a veterinarian, a mom of three, a woman with the dream house and marriage and business…

And yet none of it truly satisfied me.

It wasn’t until I started having panic attacks and left for Belize, standing barefoot at a sacred site, that something inside me clicked.

❌I stopped manifesting.
✅I started surrendering.

And suddenly, life became miraculous.

Now I live in the Stream. 💦🦩

🌟Where I follow signs instead of strategies.
🌟Where blessings arrive without force.
🌟Where I feel fully alive, fully led, and finally at peace.

There are challenges, but absolutely No Bad Days.

This is my edge right now…

To finally speak the truth that’s been living inside me all along:

🦋I don’t create my life from my mind.

🦋 I let life show me the way…to surprise me and shower me with blessings my mind never considered.

Maybe you’ve felt this too…
💎The quiet pull to stop performing and start receiving.
💎To give up control and let something greater hold you.
💎To get to be fully present with the texture of life and soak it all in.

Comment “miracles” if this speaks to a part of you that’s ready to trust what’s been whispering all along.

The journey is just beginning. 🫶

06/17/2025

I’ve been tending a lot of grief this past week.

Our dear friends lost their sweet baby unexpectedly. (Link in bio to read their beautiful and heart breaking story💔)

At the same time, I’ve been fully feeling the collective ache in Gaza, in LA, and across the world.

It needed space.
To be.
To feel the edges, the caves, the quiet crevices of grief.

To sit in nature and let the Great Mother hum through my cells, holding me as only she can.

And of course, because life always delivers paradox (or as I like to say, a pair of ducks 🦆🦆)…

Andre and I also picked up my oldest daughter from her first year of college in Washington state.

There were many moments of awe at the beauty as well as the wild heart expansion and contraction of a mother to see my girl maturing into a woman.

We sat on a deck overlooking the bay for dinner with her 2 close friends, then spontaneously decided to go on a dessert crawl through the little boutique shops downtown.

I witnessed each soul light up delighted by simple pleasures, fully allowed to play and indulge in their desires.

It’s in weeks like these it is so clear that the more we slow down to feel it all, the grief and the sweetness, the more life can bless us with its gifts.

Because the full texture of being human is the whole point.

A few months ago, I would have kept this all to myself.

Waited until I felt “energized”

Then returned, polished and poised, to teach you money.

But it’s time for something different now.

This season of teaching money, passive income, and wealth creation is such beautiful and soul honor, and yet there’s a new (and ancient) invitation rising:

To share the path that has led me to the true gifts of life.

Because when I withhold this my soul feels deeply unsatisfied.

Soon, I’ll be folding these threads back into my work, my musings, my business.

What’s been arising for you? I’d love to hear ⤵️

🌺Carrie

06/17/2025

06/16/2025

There’s a certain unseen energy I often tap into…one that’s quiet, steady, and easily forgotten in the world of feminine flow, emotions, and cycles.

The father line.

Not just my father.

But the entire lineage of fathers before him.

The masculine current that runs beneath it all.

I feel it when I sit beneath a towering Ponderosa. The Grandfather trees.

I feel it when I lean into Andre’s steadiness as we move through life together.

I sense it in the way my ex gathers our girls in his arms to say hello or goodbye.

I feel it when I walk slowly through the farmer’s market, receiving the simple gift of the food grown from the earth…cultivated, tended, harvested.

My paternal grandfather was a dedicated farmer. Growing food for his family and community.

I spent many hours learning how to cultivate a relationship with nature and plants from my father - a true mystic.

There’s an ancestral burning the fathers carry in their bones.

The strength to hold.
The drive to protect.
The vision to build.
The devotion to passing on wisdom.

The discipline to show up again and again.

The willingness to endure when the world asked much of them.

Of course, no lineage is without its fractures.

We know that.

We hold both the beauty and the grief.

But today, I find myself simply honoring:

The men who have carried their part.

The fathers who did their best with what they were given.

The masculine energy that still offers us the gift of stability, direction, and quiet consistency.

Often in meditation, I call on this energy…

The father line behind me,
The Great Grandfather Tree above me,
Reminding me that I do not walk alone.

So today, I bow my head in reverence to my own father.
My Grandfathers. 
Andre.
My girls’ father. And his father and grandfathers, too.

To all the fathers that have touched my life and shown me endless love and gudiance, thank you.

And, I pray that all the fathers feel in their hearts that they are valued, adored, cherished. That they matter. That they are Divine and so deeply loved.

Happy Father’s Day 💙

06/10/2025

If you’re ready to build real freedom—without the guesswork—this is where it starts.

My free masterclass breaks it all down:

The exact 4-step formula I used to create income that supports my soft life and my values.

Comment FOUR and I’ll send you over the link 🙌🤑

06/07/2025

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05/28/2025

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check your inbox and actually watch it >> it will get you on track for big change! 💕

Because without changing, nothing changes. 🧩

Annoying how that works. 😜

Big love,
🌺Carrie

05/26/2025

If you’re ready to explore financial freedom the feminine way, I made a free masterclass just for you.

Comment SOFT MONEY and I’ll send it your way. 🌿🫶

05/21/2025

Comment MOMENTUM and let’s get your brain past this sh*t 😜…

And sorry if your name is Karen 🤪☠️

12/08/2024

Feels like I haven’t mentioned this enough lately…and no better time than the eternal now 😜

I love life with this human.

We laugh and love into the edges of our existence and eternity.

We have weaved through many challenging times in these last few months as our deep heart wounds and ancestral traumas were so perfectly and intricately revealed to be tended.

This brings me to a song that played as we lay dreaming together by the fireplace last Friday…

“Oh love, you’re tearing me apart from the inside out so I can see myself…from the inside.”

This Divine Life full of gifts that may first appear as sh&t storm but are made of beautiful shadows, silent strong darkness, pure light and love. Hidden caves with treasures within.

Thank you viewfinder god and goddess who continue to guide us on a miracle filled journey. Babe, maybe it’s time to write the book 📖! 🤣

Thank you for being the expansive yet deeply comforting, firey and fierce, cosmic and calming love I came here to feel. It’s soo yummy and Divine. 💖💖💖

And to all the beings who hold us in love and added to our crazy fun this Oct & Nov…I’m so grateful for you. .marriage.starfire .nicolerenee + all the others not on social and (special thank you for nurturing our new addition) omg 🥰!