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After I had my first child, well, if I’m honest about it, even before she came along, I became obsessed with losing the baby weight and getting back to what I felt was my true and REQUIRED identity as soon as possible.

I was so fixated on ‘having to’ drop that weight as soon as humanly possible (fuck humanly, I was gonna go beyond that!) that I even brought my workout clothes and Nike’s to the hospital with me. Having never given birth before I did not realise that it was legit the funniest most ridiculous thing in the world that I thought I could maybe just casually go for a run around the nearby gardens, you know, while the baby was sleeping.

Well, obviously THAT didn’t happen, but as soon as we got her safely home, I was out the door, literally, within the hour, to do my first post-baby workout. Wait 6 weeks post-partum? I DON’T THINK SO. I did a 25-minute bodyweight only very careful little session at the gym up the road while her Dad took care of her, and I promptly passed out in the middle of a set of on my knees push ups. lol. After that I decided maybe it wasn’t the worst idea to follow the rules a little … or at the very least, the rules of my own body … but the reality is that, hmmm, no, I really didn’t.

I didn’t listen to the doctor’s rules.
I didn’t listen to my own body’s needs.
And I certainly didn’t listen to that higher self side of myself who would have known to TRUST.

And, while I was certainly present and in attendance with my baby, LOVING getting to know her and being a Mum, and having plenty of time to do so since I had organised my business in advance so I could almost fully step back, there was this thing that just hung over me the whole.damn.time.

I was DESPERATE to lose that baby weight. I was OUTRAGED that the whole ‘breastfeeding will do it’ thing seemed to be a scam. I was FURIOUS that months after giving birth, despite being consistent as fuck with (yes, after that first day, appropriate and gentle!) exercise, and watching everything I ate, I had literally lost NOTHING – nothing! – since the initial weight loss of the baby and everything that comes out with it coming out!

I was SO sad. So contracted. Yes, happy and proud and excited as a new Mum, of course. But underneath that just really really disheartened at why my body wouldn’t do what I wanted. Prior to being pregnant my identity had been VERY much about looking a certain way as a fitness girl, and, suffice to say, I hadn’t really fallen in love with ME yet.

But this isn’t a story about how I could or should have just enjoyed the journey and let nature take its course as far as losing the baby weight. That’s all as may be, but what I’m really here to share with you today is how it DID in the end happen. Which served as a lesson for me that I’ve drawn on many times since, with myself, with clients, maybe today with you.

See in the end, when I did lose the baby weight, it happened out of nowhere, like woah, in a matter of a couple of weeks I went from sad and heavy and sorry for myself to holy shit lean AF, abs, the whole shebang, and just rocking my DREAM bod.

Was it a timing thing, was it finally just long enough after the baby? Did I go on some kind of mini detox or bootcamp?

No. Nothing like that, nothing even similar.

I firmly believe it was down to one very simple decision I made, one statement I said to myself in my head which just CLICKED IN AND THEN I LIVED FROM IT.

I was walking through town, back in my hometown of Melbourne, I stopped for a coffee in this cool little very Melbourne-esque coffee jaunt which had about 50 wooden chairs hanging upside down from the ceiling, and as I waited for my coffee I stared up at the chairs, just kind of blanked out and gazed into the nowhere, and, as is sometimes the case when you stop THINKING, something hit me with full force truth:

What if I just decided to start ACTING like a fit / hot Mum?

As I stood there, still waiting, I started running over all the ways I’d not been acting at ALL like a hot and fit Mum.

My very posture and demeanour as I walked around town had been one of self-consciousness, ‘don’t look at me’, I feel gross, the antithesis of how a hot / fit / or simply, more relevantly, IN LOVE WITH HERSELF woman walks around.

When it came to food, I’d been OBSESSIVE about ‘having to’ eat perfect, beating up on myself for any exceptions. This is not what fit / hot / in love with themselves people do; they definitely eat the cake if they want it!!

Same with my approach to exercise.

But mostly it wasn’t in anything I was DOING, it was just in how I was seeing myself.

Waiting to get there.
DESPERATE to get there.
Feeling not good enough until I WOULD get there!

Can you relate? Perhaps a particular area of your life is coming to mind right now? Hmm? Hmmm!

Anyway, it was like a thunderbolt from God. The heavens (well, chairs) parted so to speak, and I just saw the light.

I literally walked out of that coffee shop, head held high, like I was the Queen of the world, and I just LET GO FULLY of every part of me which didn’t already FEEL fit, hot, in love with life and herself!

After that, I did, well, nothing!

I continued to exercise, continued to eat well, continued to live my life, but the ENERGY had shifted. I wasn’t doing it ‘to get there’, I was doing what felt right for me, and I had already APPOINTED MYSELF AS BEING THERE.

I became the hot / fit Mum I wanted to be in that moment in the cafe and it was DONE.

Reality? The physical reality? Had no choice but to catch up, and catch up it did, in a matter of weeks, almost without me noticing. By which time I was not necessarily ‘whatever’ about it, but it definitely felt more like a cool ‘cherry on top’ bonus rather than something I HAD to have, or was weeping at finally having achieved and now being free, you know?

Can I ask you something?

When it comes to making the money you want to, and finally being TRULY in abundance and money freedom, are you desperately longing to be there, walking around smile smile smiling but underneath it feeling ANGRY, FRUSTRATED, EXHAUSTED, SAD that you’re not there yet and WHEN WILL YOU BE?


There is no in between.

And if right now it feels like endless struggle and having to keep your eye on the ball non-stop just to ALMOST keep your head above water, then let me tell you sister:

You don’t have a money-makin’ strategy or systems problem, you have an IDENTITY problem.

And the sooner you quit trying to be perfect

Do it right –

Do more –


And just own the energy of BEING A WEALTHY WOMAN –

the sooner reality will have no choice but to catch up with you.

Here’s the thing about being the wealthy AF you:

Yes, she still ‘does the work’.

But she does it from a place of simply doing what she’d be doing as a natural outcome of being her, not in order to try and GET to an outcome.

If you want that flow and ease life you know is there for you, you HAVE to release working towards outcomes!! And it has to be now.

By definition, if you’re trying to get somewhere, you are reinforcing that you are not there!


it’s not just about your actions, is it?

You also have to EMBODY.

How does the wealthy you walk?


Hold herself?


How does the woman who EXPECTS her shit to sell out,

money to ALWAYS flow for all her needs,

and biz and life in every way to JUST keep leveling up,

play life?!


(truth time!)

how do YOU right now?

And if there’s even a little bit of a gap between the two?

You know what to do.

Think you don’t?

Your soul says otherwise.

Don’t forget –

Life is Now. Press Play.

Kat x


Fuck the system; screw the rules.
Won’t do what they told me.
Too much.

Should I go on? I could, but I think you get the picture.

You’re the one who is not only not like the other PEOPLE, you’re also not like the other entrepreneurs.

They, they actually think they’re different; non-conformists?! Don’t make me laugh. You and I both see it as it is:

They just wanna be told how to build a pretty little website and a pretty little social media page or three and a pretty little online product or course and get their pretty little headshots and do a pretty little pre-scripted dance all over the internet so that other equally pretty fucking bland and boring and same same-y peoples pay them money,

And they can all sit in a pretty little womans circle together patting each other linking elbows and stroking each others hair and singing Kumbaya as the sun sets over another day of sinking ever deeper into the unremarkableness that is their lives.

They are the ones who are not only willing to jump through hoops, they also want to build more hoops for other people; they want to perpetuate the hoop jumping life and their whole sales pitch is basically some version of “I will help you to have a better and shinier hoop, come see!”



Meanwhile, you –

You’ve tried the hoop-jumping life, maybe more than what you care to admit. And, whilst you’ve nothing against sitting around with other ladeez and stroking each others hair, you and your girls; the real ones?

You don’t exactly fit in in the typical woman’s circle.

You don’t feel at home with the pretty-preneurs, not even on the internet let alone in real life.

You don’t actually GIVE a fuck about having all your shit perfect,


And just so –

And the idea of having sales and marketing and content processes which you have to systematically pre-plan and then work through and endlessly join dots with?

Makes you want to hurl.

Sure –

You’ve bought in at times to do the idea that maybe you DO gotta do it as they say.

An automated webinar, perhaps?? Facebook ads which carefully and smartly tell the world who you are and how you can help? A sales plan proven and tested by the greats. The gradual sinking slow decline of your soul, your joy, your dreams, and even your pussy as everything within you that once knew she could HAVE IT ALL AND DO LIFE HER WAY SLOWLY DRIES,



Sure –

Why not

And look.

It’s not that any of these things are bad or wrong. Maybe right now you’ve got to a certain point by playing by the rules … kind of. Following what ‘logic’ suggests you do. Breaking free here and there with wild little jaunts into over the top madness, noticing how THAT lights you up and also how people respond to it … but ultimately continuing to go back to trying to find the right fucking system to get you to where you want to go,

Because this thing of trying to just be you interspersed with trying to get it all right and make it work, well –

It’s God damn tiring –

But also, in the end, if we’re going to be black and white about it, it hasn’t got you to where you want to be!!

You KNOW you should be making SO much more money.


With consistency, and yeah, while of course of COURSE you’re down for doing the work, you also feel like it SHOULD be a lot easier, more flow

And you know that you know that you know that you’ve still not let out the most unrestrained and fully expressed side of you!

– The you they can’t look away from
– The you they are MAGNETIZED by
– The you who automatically commands a huge freakin’ following, and sales to match it

You know who I’m talking about –


Starting January 18th!


The revolutionary fucking leader who tears SHREDS off of normal every damn day before the rest of the world has barely sipped its coffee!

Who is FULLY unleashed in what she says, how she shows up, how she does business, how she does life.

Who does not give a fuck about following rules! Or sales systems! Or strategies! Who can and will do what works for HER, and if it happens to resemble other ways people build an audience and make a fuckload of money online, cool, and if not, so what! That is not the point! The point is –

She knows what works for her.
She backs herself unapologetically.
She DOES it.

And she gets the damn results. The BIG results. The CONSISTENT results. The FUCK yes results, not just with money but with the VIBERY of it all.

Imagine …

Waking up every day and KNOWING you have crushed the day before it already begun because THAT IS WHO YOU ARE AND HOW YOU ROLL!

* Your shit sells (at any and all price point)
* Your creativity and inner ideas machine flows endlessly (you always know what to put out into the world and that when you speak people PAUSE EVERYTHING AND LISTEN, whether it is with free content and shenaniganery or with your paid stuff)
* You don’t even have to think about low end or high end or how to take people through a value ladder or some such bullshit, the value ladder is YOU CONTINUING TO BE YOU, and the more that you DO you the more people just take themselves through whatever it is you’re offering!
* It is easy, natural, fun, and OBVIOUS how to build your automated income, funnels, the ‘cash machine’ side of your business.
* In fact the whole damn thing feels fun and easy and like you’re just being you (the full on you, the too much you, the rebel you, the fuck all of ’em THIS IS WHAT I STAND FOR AND NOW I’M GONNA TELL YOU you!),
* and at the same time you have the DEEPLY grounded and certain knowledge that the way you’re doing it, hot mess and chaos vibes and all, is WORKING. PS – the reason you feel certain of this is because your bank balance and soulmate audience and their feedback reflects it, not bc your spirit guides told you it’s coming

All of this is ALREADY available to you.

It is who you are and what you were born for.

You did not come here for normal!

You are one of the truly crazy ones, who has something inside of her that will leave the world BREATHLESS –
and allow her to make millions and impact millions –


For this to work,

REALLY work, like next next NEXT level $ and life flow work,
you’re going to need to FULLY turn your back on the idea that your breakthrough is waiting on the other side of you adjusting, filtering, compromising, playing the game the way the other entrepreneurs are playing it, or worrying about what the fuck your social media looks like!

What you’re going to need to do is simple:



All in on madness.
All in on crazy.
All in on chaos.
All in on the TRUE epic awesome ridiculousness and too much-ness of YOU.


Starting January 18th!

For those who were born to run the damn thing,

To turn the world on its head and dance on top of it,

And who are ready to do just that.