45 and Just Getting Started: From Fine to Great
Today, I turn 45.
There’s something about this number—it carries weight. It’s not a round milestone like 40 or 50, but it feels like a marker. A portal. A line in the sand. Somewhere between young and old, with one foot in each world. When I turned 44, I still felt like the young one in the room—still running with that subtle sense of feeling smaller. But 45 feels different. Not bad, different. Just real. More grounded. Like I’ve crossed into a new chapter where time feels a little more sacred and the prescription on my glasses takes my life from blurry to clear (both in reality and metaphorically).
Here’s what’s true: I’ve had a successful career. I’ve created incredible things, produced unforgettable events and documentaries, and coached extraordinary people. But this year? This is the year I turn what I do into the life I live. I’m building a coaching business that’s not just solid—it’s soulful, lucrative, and truly life-changing. I want to work with clients whose inner pilot light is just waiting to ignite. I’ll launch two group coaching cohorts designed to foster deep transformation, authentic connection, and a powerful sense of community. One of the most meaningful parts of coaching is how deeply I come to care for the people I partner with. When you’re given the gift of truly seeing someone—their strengths, their struggles, their story—it naturally leads you to love. That’s the kind of space I’m committed to creating: one grounded in trust, support, and the belief that each person has the power to step fully into remembering who they’re meant to be.
If I can build that space here, I know it will ripple outward—and change the world.
I don’t have it all figured out. Not even close. And honestly, that’s the gift. I don’t want to pretend I’ve reached some imaginary peak at 45. I want to grow into greatness, not declare it prematurely. I want to be a beginner again. Curious. Brave. Willing to get it wrong. Willing to learn, unlearn, and try again. I want to return to the playful curiosity children embody—figuring things out through movement, imagination, and trial. This is the alchemy where the magic happens.
This year, I’m choosing abundance not just in my business but also in my mindset, my relationships, and my home. I’m choosing to love my space physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I’m choosing to write (or rewrite) the rules in my marriage, my life, and my work. Because who says we have to do it the way it’s always been done? What if freedom is just on the other side of permission?
And here’s where you come in, dear community.
Hold me accountable. Cheer me on. Call me forward. Remind me when I forget. Because this one precious life? It’s mine to live, and I’m not playing small anymore. I’m saying yes. I’m meeting midlife with hands ready to catch and a heart ready to break open.
Here’s to 45.
Here’s to new pathways, surprising turns, and the beautiful unknown.
Here’s to all of us who are still figuring it out—and refusing to settle.
Here’s to knowing the best is yet to come.