Adele-Marie Coaching

Reset To Rise
Transformational Retreat in ibiza
Come join us

21-26 September, co-hosted with the incredible Lisa Strong, built for women who’ve been holding it all together for everyone else and are ready to put themselves back at the top of the list

This isn’t a holiday where you switch off.
It’s where the work you’ve been doing in your mind gets to land in your body, sun, sea, rest, real presence, other women doing the same deep work alongside you.

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This time last year, I could not have imagined my life looking the way it does now.

Last night the Aquarius full moon pulled me down to the water. She was asking for courage.
For the releasing of old versions of ourselves that no longer belong to who we are becoming.

I’ve been quiet for a few days. Offline, in the thick of my own process, my luteal phase and this moon arriving at the same time.

On Sunday I dropped into an old, familiar response, and instead of pushing through the way I once would have, I let myself rest.
That in itself is a kind of courage, from someone who’s struggled with guilt when I rested.

So standing on that sand, I let myself look back.

Maybe my life hasn’t been the happily ever after I once dreamed of, and maybe that fairytale dream just doesn’t actually exist however ….I wanted to honour my own courage. Not to gloat, but to help you to remind you of yours.

In December, I finally left a situation that was slowly killing me.
I don’t believe I had another year left in me. My sense of self had all but disappeared, and my grip on what was true had been worn thin by years of deceit.

I had the courage to leave. To be honest about what I’d lived through. To start again from nothing.
To move to the country my soul calls home. To build - brand and business I am prouder of than anything I’ve ever created.

Here’s what I want you to know:
Most people don’t come back from that quickly.
I did, and not by accident.
I came home to my own resilience and inner wisdom, and I used every single tool I teach to carry myself here.
I leaned in, I dug deep and I prayed … the only thing I had was my faith i times of darkness and despair.
This is the work. It held me when nothing else could.

If you are in something that feels unhealthy, or unsafe, or simply not yours anymore, let me be your sign.

This too shall pass.

You deserve to thrive.
To be seen, heard and loved. To want what you want without apology.

Please don’t lose ten years the way I did.

If this found you at the right time, leave me a 🌙 below.

Sending you so much love. xx

Right.
I have been sitting in an airport (for way too long), reflecting on the last six days.

All emotional. In departures. As you do... erm, as I do.
What a ride. What an absolutely bonkers, beautiful, wild ride it has been.

Because this time last year?
My whole life was built on things that weren’t real: lies, deceit, things so out of alignment with who I am. My body knew it long before my eyes let me see it. The most painful revelation of my life.

I woke up braced every single day. Uncertainty was just the weather. Eight months ago I was unrecognisable to myself.
And then March happened.

My glorious friend Emily and I both turned 50. So obviously we did the sensible, measured thing and went to IBIZA and danced for FOUR DAYS STRAIGHT. Until my feet were screaming and my face hurt from laughing.
I was the class clown. First on the dance floor, every time, zero shame. And I smiled, Properly. From somewhere deep where my sparkle lives, somewhere I hadn’t reached in far too long.

And I did the whole thing next to my daughter. My absolute legend. The forgiveness this girl carries makes me want to be better every day. We came here to break some serious cycles, and we are BREAKING them.
So many people said how “alive” I seemed. I nearly cried every time, because there was a stretch where I couldn’t feel it at all. But apparently my sparkle never left.

Nobody can steal it. Not now, not ever.
So here I am. Stronger than ever. Done tolerating rubbish from anyone who calls it love.

Obsessed with my business and the incredible women I get to watch come home to themselves.
Am i Fully healed, floating on a cloud? God no. The pain still gatecrashes some mornings. I still think about my dogs every day. But right now, in this plastic airport chair, I’m in pure gratitude. Because I smiled from my HEART this time.

So my love, if you’re smiling in the photos and bracing on the inside. This is your slightly mad 50-year-old fairy godmother telling you, hand on heart, it comes back.

Do the work. Reconnect to that essence that makes you uniquely awesome. It’s still in there. ALWAYS.

I see you. Come and find me. My magic just got an upgrade. x