I'm really happy you found your way in here. Because my mission is to support as many women as possible in creating a workLIFE balance where they feel empowered to pursue their ambitions without compromising their own well-being.

 

 

To explain why I am dedicating my life to this I would like to take you back to where my own journey began.

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In 2019 I was working hard to climb the corporate career ladder, and from the outside I guess things were looking good.
 

But on the inside, it was another story.

 

I was just not happy, and I felt trapped in my own life. Something was just not right.

 

But I kept telling myself that things would get better as soon as I:

• Got a promotion,

• When the next deadline was over… things would slow down

• Or after the holidays then I would feel better and more energized.

• And when... well the list was long…

 

And it didn't get better….

My to-do lists were getting longer and longer still never-ending. And it was like my workload was constantly getting heavier. 

It was like I was a magnet to problems. And I couldn't find rest, my mind was constantly occupied with all the things I had to do.

 

My response was: Okay I guess I gotta myself harder to keep up. Other people seemed to be handle things just fine.
 

So assumed that doing more was the best strategy to get me across an invisible finish line, where things would fall into place, and here I would find proof that I was good enough, could be happy, and relax.

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But the finish line and the reward I was longing for never showed.
 

And though my exhaustion started to show, I did NOT slow down
I speeded up, still without questioning my own strategies.
 

I kept going …

I worked all my weekends - I was thinking about work anyway, so why not just work.
I started canceling social events.
 

It was like I couldn't stop myself. I was losing control, and it was getting more difficult to keep up my facade of being in total control and on top of things.

I didn't share how I really felt at the time. Not even my closest family.
 

The truth is it was hard to admit how I felt to myself, and I feared being judged, being weak, and mostly finding the proof that I was a failure.

Not good enough.
 

This was such a lonelily place to be, and I felt so terribly disconnected.

And looking back I know that I was burning out badly with stress… But I did want to see it back then. 

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One day, I had a numb sensation on my face.
And finally, it started to sink in that there was no way I could outrun this.
 

I called in sick.

Right there, I felt like I was hitting rock bottom.
Everything I had been working so hard for had failed.
I had failed.
I had lost the control of my life.

I was so angry with myself and life had tricked me, but as I surrendered to the situation I realized that I found myself at a cross-road.

I needed to make a decision:

1. Did I want to get my life back as it had been before my stress span out of control?
   OR

2. Could this be turned to an opportunity to explore how I could create a new and more meaningful direction for myself...

I choose number 2.

There was no way that 'this' was going to be the rest of my life.
I just knew that there had to me more.
I longed to do something meaningful with my life.
This decision changed everything.
It gave me hope that there was another way for me.

Stress in it self was not my problem.
Too much work was not the problem.

This were symptoms for something much more profound.

You see nobody had been forcing me to work in the weekends, cancel social events, or skip my breaks.

I had defined - not consciously of course - a set of extremely strict rules and criteria about what I deserved, what I should or should not do, what was my responsibility to carry.

Auch… that's though.
Wouldn't you agree?

This is not a blame game or a question of guilt. Not at all.
It was and is about personal responsibility.

I had taken responsibility for everything but, one thing. Myself.

And you know what?
Nobody, not a single person felt better because I felt like shit!

And guess what else?
I didn't perform good because I worked like a maniac or postponed my needs!
On the contrary.
If I performed good it was despite of that behavior, NOT because of it.
Read that again!

The fire in my heart was finally back on!
It was mind-blowing realizing how I had been the main creator of my situation.
If I had the power to drive myself to that extreme, I had the power to make positive change too.

I found coaching, and I just LOVED the hands-on approach to make real changes NOW.
Coaching supported me so much in not only identifying what was truly holding me back, but also in making real changes.

I felt a positive ripple effect through out my life.

New powerful connections where growing…
Not least the re-connection I felt with my family, as my heart opened to receive their love and support.

I was back in charge.
I was setting the direction, instead of being in constant reaction to my circumstances.
So liberating.
So empowering.

I will not sugarcoat this process, it was painful, but that journey changed my life forever. Not at once, but step by step.

Today, only 3 years later, I am fully recovered from years of sky-high stress.
I feel more empowered, freer and more true to myself than ever before.

As I said in the beginning my mission is to support as may women as possible to create a meaningful workLIFE where they thrive and can pursuit their ambitions without compromising their own well-being.

If you resonate with my story make a commitment to yourself right here, right now, to listen to yourself, to take home your power.
You deserve a workLIFE balance where you feel good.
If I can create that, I know you can too.

I am here to support you…

With love,
Rebekka