“Coaching for Grown A*s Believers”
Am I vibing with you?
I sure hope I am.
Or maybe I hope I am not.
It really depends on where you are vibing at.And I say this, because we often do not pay attention to our vibe, let alone other people’s vibe.
But I can tell you this. VIBE is where it is at baby!
If you want to have that F-ck Yes Life, If you want to call in THE ONE, If you want to have blessings wash all over you, then you better be vibing in the same frequency as them. The things we desire the most are often high hanging fruit, and this high hanging fruit will not come down to us.
And if it does…..
Then it has lowered its VIBE.And you most likely won’t want it so much anymore.
This happens in relationship all the time.
We humans have the power to increase or decrease our vibe in no time flat.
It all stems from the thoughts we are thinking, the emotions we are feeling, and thus the actions we are taking.
High vibing people, you know the one’s…
You may even be one of the one’s.
And I hope that you are luv.But either way, you may want to know how to determine if someone is high vibe or low vibe.
High Vibe peep’s are radiant,
they are turned on to life,
they are self-motivated,
they do not mask life or the experiences that life offers them.
They are not living in a victim mentality.
They are proactive.
They love forward movement,
They value alone time.
They know that more is always possible.
They see the interconnectedness of things.
They are grateful.
They are grounded.
They bounce out of negative thinking quickly.
They smile – A LOT!
They are easy to be around.
They have healthy, strong boundaries.
They don’t give a sh*t what you think of them.
They are abundant.
Blessings flow to them with ease.
They are not needy, but they do desire much.
They are in integrity with self.
High VIBE is where it is at baby!
Living a high VIBE life is what you were born to do.
It is where you will discover everything that you want the most.
And you can get there.This you can.
But you are not going to get there, if you are still trying to get your needs met by everyone else who is low vibing it.
You won’t get there if you are caught in worry, or anxiety and fear.
You won’t get there if you are giving to many f-cks about everyone else’s opinions and judgements.
You won’t get there if you insist on hanging with low vibing friends, family and lovers.
And this can cause some mighty BIG issues in life, the main one being that you MUST realize that many of the people you have in your life RIGHT NOW,
won’t follow you up in VIBE.
And you will loose these people in some fashion.
So that alone may stop you.
You may not want to loose this person, or that one.
You may say it’s not worth it.
You may think I am wrong and try and drag their sweet ass along.
And you can for a bit, although the dragging of dead weight will certainly drain you at some point,
and then you will either drop them, or surrender to creeping back down into lower vibe, where life was…..
Where you were not happy.
And you may say that it is worth it.
As long as you can keep these peep’s in your life, then it is worth it to be low VIBE.
And that is fine.
That is your choice.
And you will make this choice many, many multiple times throughout your life.
Just know though, that if you want to have that F-ck Yes! Lifestyle, you want abundance, deep love, and happiness.
That you will have to make changes in whom you choose to hang around.
Because the saying is so true,
“You become like those you hang around.”
So if you look at your top five people in your life, how are they VIBING?
And if we look just at the income of these five…how abundant are they?
You want to know where you are headed in the next 12 months.You will be about 50-70% of the median of these five in total.
Is that satisfactory to you?Then great.
Time to change your VIBE TRIBE.
We all have to level up our relationships as we grow, some come back around as they grow with us in vibe, some we revisit and feel the constriction in our bodies.
While others are lost forever.
And still others Climb beside us.
What does your VIBE TRIBE say about you?
As always, Stop Existing & Start Living
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As a woman you would think it easy for me to be open and vulnerable, trusting even of the feminine. Of other women. That sisterhood would just come naturally and easily.
As a woman who is a mother of 7 souls, three of which are daughters and spends her day’s reaching out into the world and helping other women, other people and sharing of herself as vulnerably as I can in any given moment. That female connection and understanding would just be a reality. A norm for me.
The truth is though that I have had a lifetime of shut down around the feminine. Around trusting the feminine. Trusting my fellow sisters. Just calling other women my sisters causes a nagging nausea in my gut. It rises up an uncertainty of if I can trust women. If I can lean in here.
Do I even want to?
My wounds with the feminine stem back to my early childhood where my mother would talk radically negative about my father to me on hour long walks with our German Shepard and myself. She would tell me how awful my dad was. How she wanted out of the relationship. She would dream of finding a suitcase full of money on our walk and escaping life with him. She wanted to run away from him. She wanted her freedom but at the cost of choosing daily to stay settled and just bitch to 5 year old me on our evening walk about it.
Then came her co-dependent nature. Always attached at my hip, like an infant to it’s mother. It seemed often like I was the mother. She could not make a move without my support.
Then came her crazy ass stories of her past, where she shared all too much with me about how she manipulated this or that.
How she was wounded from WWII and the bombings.
How she was angry at her father for being killed during the war when she was eight.
How she was angry with her mother for doing the things that she had to at that point to survive and support two little girls.
She told me about her abuse in her first marriage.
She tried to teach me how to steal from stores.
How to lie well and hold my poker face.
She showed me how to disconnect from my heart and SURVIVE.
She taught me that women are not to be trusted.
She taught me that women manipulate.
She told me that I was different though.
That I could walk on water.
But I was her air.
So don’t run away.
Don’t abandon her.
Then came school. My girl friends once made would randomly choose to no longer be my friends. They would make up stories, would gossip if I shared anything vulnerable. They would steal my clothes, cheat off my tests and then point the finger back at me.
But I craved friendship.
I craved sisterhood.
I craved to be one of the girls.
I craved to fit in.
Then came high school. I chose to go to a high school that was actually not in my district so that I could remain with my best friends. They were a grade ahead of me, but we were besties and they WANTED me to come to that school. It was going to be great. Until school started that was.
Now they were too busy for me. They had boyfriends. Sisterhood no longer mattered. It was every girl for herself.
And lord help me if one of their guys spoke or looked at me.
Now I was a threat.
Now I was the enemy.
Ice cream hurdled across the hallway, hitting my brand new leather jacket.
Laughter ringing out.
The call of “You Slut!” from the mouth of my once best friend. The girl who wept her tears of pain when her parents divorced into my arms. The girl who we “twinned” once a week together and sunbathed on the roof of her house every summer day we could grab together.
The girl who begged me to come to this school.
It was going to be great.
We were besties.
We had each others back.
Yes here, here is where it all started.
Repeatedly I witnessed the whirlwind of emotional instability from the feminine.
Repeatedly I was daggered by my sisters as though I was a vampire out to steal their lives.
Repeatedly I was wounded, shamed, disowned by the feminine.
I was lied too.
I was lied about.
My besties, my sisters had been taken over by the mean girl syndrome.
But we were young.
We were just children still.
Things would change once I was an adult.
Women don’t act like this.
Women know how to support each other.
Women understand the pains of our adolescent years and we overcome them and heal. We rise about the mean girl syndrome and we become radiant, supportive siSTARS.
Then came my adult years.
I shut down in my twenties. I kept my friendships limited. I kept my heart limited. I focused on my family. My children. My husband. My life. My education.
The things I felt I could control.
I had a siSTAR in my life. She was amazing. Supportive. Trustworthy. She had my back. I was certain.
And I was right.
She still today, even with miles apart, years between. Words rarely shared has my back and I have her’s. There is no doubt in my mind or heart that I could call her at 2AM from anywhere in this world and cry on her shoulder, ask to stay the night, and I would do the same for her.
She is my soul siSTAR.
She is a rare light.
25 years of friendship proves this.
Then came my 30’s. I was eager, hungry and full of desire. I wanted to take on the world. I wanted to expand. I wanted to meet myself and I wanted a sisterhood. I entered the state of Texas with a mission to have just this. ALL OF THIS.
And so I did.
Or so I thought.
Quickly I had a large group of feminine support. This was my tribe. These were my sisters. We were all mom’s, we lived close to each other. We enjoyed similar things. We celebrated life weekly together. It was amazing.
The holding space for each other when shit went down with our spouses or kids.
The sharing of our fears and our desires.
This was sisterhood.
Then came the day that my dear friend said, “You know what you did. We can’t be friends anymore.”
And with her went the whole tribe.
Gone in a second.
And for what?
Still to this day, almost 10 years later I have no certain closure on this.
Accusations made while I was away on summer holiday with my family. Lies told. Stories conjured. Truth lost. Friendship lost.
Told I was guilty.
Told I was a slut.
Told I was horrible.
Told I was not fit to be in the tribe.
Abandoned by my sisters and never offered a space to speak my truth. To get answers. To set things right.
Mean girls knocking at my door again.
Statements made on social media.
Accusations and allegations of false truths.
Lord help me.
So I shut down.
I closed myself off and I isolated myself from the feminine.
I opened and did my work around the masculine.
I danced and blossomed with the help of the great men who stepped up in my life. Who held space for me.
I stepped into my goddess-hood.
Claiming I did not need the feminine.
It was not to be trusted.
It disliked me.
It hated me.
I was alone.
There was no sisterhood for me.
All but one siSTAR.
Who still remains after 10 years of friendship.
My Hawaiian goddess siSTAR. Who holds space, who laughs and shares her wisdom in times needed. Who shares her pain, her fear and tears. Her joy, her dreams, her spirit with me. Yes she has my back. This I know. This I am certain.
She is a rare light.
It holds me.
It adores me.
It craves me.
It eats me up and helps me to fly.
It scorns me.
It scares me.
It bruises my being.
It rips my heart out like a ravenous beast.
It breaks my body and stomps on my boundaries then blames me for being a woman.
I love the masculine.
I hate the masculine.
I need the feminine.
I crave my sisters.
I crave the support.
I hunger for the light.
I want to be seen as a woman and understood.
Seen that my crazy girl moments are normal.
I want to cry and not be fixed.
And just be okay.
In steps my siSTAR.
She is a rare light.
She supports me by just being.
She see’s my pain and she wants to fight for my hearts pain.
She stands firm in the wake of my storm and she casts a line to help me find harmony once again.
She uproots her whole life,
She turns herself inside out,
She shares her fears,
She holds space when she is not even trying.
She is a rare light indeed.
She is a Goddess.
She has my back and I have her’s.
This I am certain.
This is what friends do for friends, she says.
This is not what I am accustom too.
She and my fellow siSTARS through the last 25 years,
though they may be few,
they are strong,
they are Mother F*cking Goddesses.
They aim to heal them selves.
They aim to heal other’s.
They are kindred souls.
They are true siSTARS.
This is the relationships that I crave with my fellow women.
This is my tribe of goddesses.
This is my healing of wounds from my youth and wounds from theirs.
This is our life path.
This is SiSTARHOOD.
Embracing the fierceness of sisterhood.
Healing the feminine.
By allowing myself to be healed by the feminine.
Remember my fellow siSTAR Goddess,
You are worthy.
You are a rare light.
You are loved.
You are a Mother F*cking Goddess.
Stop Existing- Start Living
I give myself full permission to live a F*ck YES! Life.
Un-f*cking STOPPABLE BadA*s Me!
Stop Existing & Start Living
Soul Crusader: A person who know’s they are called to be more and is willing to step into their power and answer the call of their soul. At all cost!
I am here to support, ignite and cheer YOU on!
Yes You, the Soul Crusader.
You know who you are.
You are the one’s who long to stand out and shine BRIGHT as the star’s in the sky,
You are the one’s who have been told for so long that you are
The one’s who don’t fit the mold your career, your relationship, your desires, passions, thoughts.
The one’s who have always cried for more, but was uncertain as to how to ask for it.
I AM HERE to support, ignite and cheer YOU on!
Yes You, the Soul Crusader.
The one who hears the rustle and agony of your soul.
The one who feel’s the passion and fear.
The one who WANTS it all,
but has no clue as to whom YOU can TRULY be.
Who can feel their beauty, but can not fully see it yet.
The one’s who crave FULFILLMENT,
Who NEVER fell in love with the idea’s of giving away their hearts and souls to pay the bills and just be responsible, AVERAGE and ORDINARY.
I AM HERE to support, ignite and cheer YOU on!
Yes You, the Soul Crusader.
The one’s who even though they wake in doubt and fear
take the leap into their greatness.
That blind FAITH leap.
Stepping off the cliff of average with a one foot planted in a courage like no other.
A courage springing forward from soul.
Because these are the people of my TRIBE!
These are the people who want to CLAIM their Lives,
Touch the world.
Expand their wings.
This TRIBE, this tribe know’s it is WORTHY at it’s core. Beside the fear, the doubt, the path they cannot yet see, they KNOW that they have GREATNESS inside of them. They know that they, have music that must be played, words that must be written, talks that must be given, teaching that must be shared, love that must be offered and hearts that must sore!!!!
These are the SOUL CRUSADERS.
I AM here for the one’s who want to be F*cked Wide Open by life and fully expressed in this life time.
I AM here for YOU.
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I feel so f*cking good, do you?
I sure hope you do.
I feel so AMAZING.
And most of all in GRATITUDE.
Guess what for?
Your determination, curiosity, passion and desire to make this world a better place makes every moment here on this earth more valuable.
Your creative flow, deep emotions and craving for something more than average and ordinary excites my soul as it does many other’s that you touch without ever realizing.
Your strength, vulnerability and turn on to experience life fully and embrace all the blessings that God has in store for you shines brighter than the brightest star and ignites my soul to hold my arms wide in support for you.
Your wild and crazy heart that you so badly long to follow but find yourself stepping gingerly forward on the path that you cannot really see yet, brings a sweet smile to my face as I feel your fear, your nervousness and excitement and commend your courage for taking that step in faith.
Your ability to always remain a student to yourself, continuously searching for new treasures to be uncovered is a reason for the sun to rise everyday and this world to keep spinning.
As you spread your wings to allow the breath of God to carry you to your true destiny and you seek deeper and fiercer within it, is reason for the angels to sing of your glory, your worthiness to live a life of fullness and blessing.
You know at your core you are NOT average and ordinary.
You know who you are.
You are so much more than what you have been showing up as so far.
Open your wings BABY!
10,000 way’s you grace this world with your love, your passion, and your soul.
10,0000 reason’s for you to embrace who you are meant to be.
10,000 reason’s that I say THANK YOU and find my heart and soul in complete rapture for love of how miraculous you are.
You are the ONE,
The one that makes me smile when you share your growth.
Your heart and soul.
You are the one that makes my heart sore when you message me in surrender to your soul’s calling and take that leap.
Yes, BABY, you got this!
You deserve this!
You are love.
And you are loved.
Feel that excitement to take that step forward…
Feel the rush of joy and fear as they blend in your belly when you take that leap into your great unknown and say YES to yourself.
YES to the Life that you were called to live.
Yes to your well-being.
Yes to the relationship you crave.
Yes to the abundance that wants to flow through you.
Yes to the life where you are no longer surviving, but you are turned-on, tapped in and in your flow.
10,000 reasons my beautiful that you can have it, were born for it and that I am thankful for YOU being you.
COME NOW and walk with me, let us see a new day dawning.
Will you say YES?
YES to the most important person here.
You were born for the F*ck YES Life.
Stop Existing & Start Living!