I’m Becky.
Advocate for empowerment, choice, mental health and wellbeing; longtime yoga student and teacher; proud corporate dropout; sober mama raising four teenagers.
I’m a pet lover, book hoarder, plant tender, change seeker, curator of things that smell good. Enneagram 8, anti-small talk, pro-hygge, big hugger. Midwest-born and raised. Mediocre cook, terrible (but enthusiastic!) tap dancer,
50 years old and forever figuring life out.
Mostly, though, I’m a meat-coated skeleton made of stardust – and I believe you are, too.
If there’s a question that stumps me, it’s: “What do you do for a living?” The answer was much easier in the old days when I worked in newspapers, political campaigns, and PR.
If you want an “elevator pitch,” I’ll tell you I’m an empowerment writer, teacher, and speaker, and founder of You Are Not Stuck®.
But that’s starting pretty far into the story. That’s the how I do what I do.
What lives beneath is the what, which is the way I describe my actual work: helping people identify and create the life that is calling to them.
In that way, I’m a soul whisperer. A dream doula. A change catalyst. I’m a guide into the questions for which only you have answers. Poet David Whyte refers to these inquiries as “questions that can make or unmake a life… questions that have no right to go away.” I see the divine badass in you, charm it out, and cheer it on.
The most important part of the story, though, is the why. Why is this work of empowerment what I’m called to do? The answer to that is simple:
I’ve lived a life that looked good on the outside but felt horrible on the inside.
I’ve lived a life that I didn’t feel authorized to change.
I’ve lived a life that I felt hopelessly stuck… and once I found freedom, I made it my mission to help others find it, too.
Please know this: You are not intended to spend this life squeezed and choked and squashed in a vise of Other People’s design, or values that aren’t your own, or an outdated world view; no, you were made for discernment, cultivation, and expansion.
Lines are not meant to be toed, they are meant to be moved and redrawn and colored in and erased until they suit you—and you can do that as many times as you like.
They’re your lines, after all.
Becky is no-bullshit real. She’s got an energy and warmth that’s born from her unique and relentless optimism. Yes, she’s a cheerleader. She’s a whip-cracker, too.
Scott Stabile
Author of Big Love
Becky combines deep caring with a kick-ass attitude (and humor!) to help you break the cycle, form new habits, and find a new — healthier and happier — path for your life.
Amy Calvin
Executive Coach
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Coping with death and grief is one of the most painful – and inevitable – of human experiences. And while so much is known about the psychological and emotional ramifications of loss and sorrow, we often overlook – or even ignore – its impact on our physical bodies.
But if you have ever felt a broken heart in your pulse, in angry and exhausted muscles, in shallow breath and foggy brain, in chronically aching head and stiff joints and upset gut – you know without doubt that grief lives in the body.
St. Louis friends, I hope you’ll come out next week as I get to interview Mary-Frances O'Connor at the St. Louis County Library. Dr. O’Connor is a neuroscientist, researcher, psychologist and all-around BIG DEAL in the field of grief.
Her first book, “The Grieving Brain,” shared groundbreaking discoveries about what happens in our brain when we grieve, providing a new paradigm for understanding love and loss.
In her new book, “The Grieving Body,” Dr. O’Connor offers new research insights on the toll grief can take on our cardiovascular, endocrine, and immune systems – and what that means for our long-term wellbeing.
This promises to be such a powerful conversation, and I hope you’ll be part of it. Relevant for anyone with a heart or a body. Monday, 4/14, 7 p.m. in Frontenac. Details below. ... See MoreSee Less
the absolute joy my heart feels when this li’l tree blossoms in front of my li’l house 💕
What’s blooming at your house… and where are you? I’m in St. Louis, MO ... See MoreSee Less
Never underestimate the power of deep breaths, a tall glass of water and two spoons of peanut butter with a li'l handful of chocolate chips to cure what ails you.
(Unless, of course, you're allergic to pb. In that case, a double serving of chocolate is recommended. 🙂) ... See MoreSee Less