I Am Not a Coach

I Am Not a Coach

I am not a coach. This isn’t a pitch. It’s a line in the sand.For the woman who’s done being handled, marketed to, or micromanaged.You’ll either feel this… or you won’t. You’ve read the books. Now what? I am not a coach. I do not cheerlead.I do not hold your hand...
Your Body Is A Temple—Act Like It

Your Body Is A Temple—Act Like It

You’re Careful With Kale, But Not With Chaos You’ve got the organic groceries.The fancy glass water bottle.The smug little spray bottle of “non-toxic” cleaner. You love to say your body is a temple, but you treat it like a landfill. You come in here reeking of...
Medicine as Magic

Medicine as Magic

Dr Jen holding a tincture bottle with home-made bitters. Yes, medicine is still magic — we just pretend it’s not. Picture this:A woman — maybe you, maybe your mother, maybe every client who’s ever sat across from me — walks into a clinic, heart in her throat, story in...
Outgrow Me — A Philosophy

Outgrow Me — A Philosophy

Roses on Sand Creek Trail, Sandpoint, Idaho. Most practitioners won’t say this out loud, but I will: if we do this right, you will outgrow me. Because you were never meant to stay in someone’s office—mine or anyone else’s—forever. You were never meant to live in...