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So… Is Your Higher Self the Same as Source?

  Not exactly. Think of it like this: Source is the origin —pure consciousness, God/Goddess/Divine Light, whatever you want to call it. It’s the everything-and-nothing energy from which all things come. Your Higher Self is your personal bridge to Source. It’s your soul in its purest form , untainted by fear, ego, or human distortion. Your Higher Self is you , just on the zoomed-out level —the version of you that remembers the full story, all lifetimes, all lessons, all missions. So: Source is the sun. Your Higher Self is the sunbeam that still holds its essence but is uniquely you . Is Your Higher Self Your Soul? Pretty much— but here's the nuance: Your soul is eternal. It’s the part of you that has lived countless lives. Your Higher Self is like the fully awakened version of your soul —the one not currently squeezed into a human body trying to pay bills and avoid family drama. When you're in human form, you're kind of like the tip of the i...

Why I Became a Coach


There’s a saying that goes, “Those who can’t, coach.” But I assure you—I can, I have, and I will again. That’s not why I became a coach.

I’ve been interested in coaching for as long as I can remember because, quite honestly, I’ve done a lot in my life. I’ve had experiences that others can benefit from, and I realized that when I was the Miss Beverly Hills Pageant Director, managing 126 girls at once. I helped shape and develop many of their careers—some of whom are well-known today.

I also taught runway lessons at a well-known modeling school, at the request of my agent. At the time, no other models in Los Angeles had the international runway skills I had. It was fun, exciting, and fulfilling. But apparently, I wasn’t done learning my own life lessons yet.

The Moment Everything Changed

In 2020, I had a stroke—and that changed everything.

I had to relearn everything—how to eat, how to walk, how to talk, how to think. My brain cells were fragmented, and I had to fight to reconnect them. What used to be second nature—just thinking—became like trying to get a car unstuck from the mud. My thoughts would spin and spin, but I wasn’t getting anywhere.

So, I immersed myself in personal development. I pushed through so many things that didn’t make sense at first. The hardest? Taking a class in Neuro-Linguistic Programming. Imagine trying to learn a whole new language—but with a damaged brain.

Then, I took a hypnosis course, and that’s when everything shifted. I was hooked.

I dove headfirst into mental, physical, and spiritual learning. I explored health and wellness, energy work, and the power of the mind. The more I learned, the more everything connected. Some call it science, some call it spirituality—but no matter what you name it, the connections are there. And I couldn’t get enough of it.

Coaching Myself First

I became a coach for one reason: to coach myself first.

I had to pull myself out of where I was. And when staying the same became more painful than changing, I knew it was time to go deeper. I sought higher education, a higher mind, and a higher spirit because I refused to stay stuck.

And along the way, I found insights, tools, and knowledge that could help others too.

Why Coaching is My Future

Let’s be real—I’m not a 9-to-5, Monday-through-Friday kind of person. And I don’t have (or even want) a traditional retirement plan.

I’ve seen what happens when people lose their purpose—they lose their energy for life. My great aunt was full of vitality, going to Vegas and living life well into her 90s. But when she had to slow down and go into a home, her spirit withered.

That’s not going to be me.

I’m dedicated to lifelong learning, personal growth, and helping others. Coaching isn’t just something I do—it’s part of who I am.

And if I can help you along the way, then let’s go. Let’s do this together. artfullivingcoaching.com 




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