Jenn Forgie Coaching

You get to choose, you know?
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💞How you speak to yourself.
💞How you care for your body.
💞What kind of support you need.
💞What feels right and true for you.

You get to choose whatever helps you feel safe within your own self. ☺️

If you need five minutes to catch your breath and watch the birds in your yard, you get to have that. 🌷

If you want to learn how to practice more kindness toward your own body or heart, you get to have that too. 🌷

If you want more joy in your life, you get to explore the ways that work for you.🌷

You’re not selfish for wanting to feel calm, connected, safe, loved, creative, joyful. 🦋

You’re not selfish for wanting to come Home to yourself. For wanting to accept and love your body, your heart, your own creative self-expression. 🦋

Fact is, the more you care for the Home within you, the more you’ll feel at Home in your life and with others in all the ways that feel right and true for you. 🦋

Does this resonate?

🌷What do you want to choose for yourself 🌷even if just for this new month of August? Even if just for today?

✨Share in the comments✨ and hey, share with anyone you think might need to have this reminder today.

I gotta say, I’m loving these midlife years. 🙏🏼

💞No longer running from myself.
💞No longer shrinking myself to make everyone else comfortable.
💞No longer hating on my body or demanding I be someone other than who I truly am.
💞No longer denying my self-expression or my passion.
💞No longer blocking joy.

At 44 years old I admitted I was disconnected from my own self.
I felt lost.
Everything and everyone else mattered more.

Well, I turned that ship around and choose to navigate myself HOMEward and that’s the continued journey.

To return HOME 🏡

💞To my ever-changing body, my empowered thoughts, my innate and beautiful gifts, my ever-loving heart.

For years now I’ve been guiding other women HOMEward and witnessing their joy, their passion, self-confidence and creative expression come alive 🙌🏼🏡💞

In September 2025 a group of women will join me for an intimate and transformative journey HOME.

Are you one of those woman? 🦋

Comment HOME and I’ll send you some info to explore and then YOU decide.

Come on home, friends. 🌷🏡💞

I’m days away from sharing my upcoming 8-week online journey for women called HOME. 🙏🏼

Ironically, or, I suppose synchronistically, I am packing up my belongings in the home I’m living in and about to cross the country to a new home.🦋

But it’s the Home ✨within✨that welcomes me more and more as I age.

It’s the Home ✨within✨ us that calls for our caretaking, our clearing, our renovating, our nurturing, our deepest welcome. 🌷

Home in our Body, our Mind, our Soul.

🌷What does it mean to each of us?
🌷To be at Home with our whole selves?

What does it mean to You? 🌷🏡

Comment HOME for a sneak peak and a special homecoming gift from me 💞

It’s hot here in Toronto (35 with humidity) and I find myself meandering through my neighborhood remembering how much my mom loved the heat too. 🌷

I see pigeons and sparrows pecking the ground for food and I find myself going into the nearby grocery store, buying a big bag of wild bird seed, walking back to the birds and spreading it across the grass. Remembering how much my mom loved to feed the birds too. 🕊️

I’m packing up my rental here and I find myself remembering what she said to me just a few months before she died, “You don’t need a big house like that. What about an apartment?” I find myself saying out loud, “I loved living in this house Mom, but yeah, you’re right. I don’t need all this space.” 🏡

I walk and wonder if I’m being called to move elsewhere because maybe my next pup is there waiting for me, or a partner to share my life with and I find myself remembering how just a few years ago mom said, “Honey you’ll find love again. Look me! I found Bob in my fifties! You will too.” I guess we’ll see huh mom?💞

I’m sitting at a cafe - the only one outside in this heat on this patio, sipping an iced americano, tears rolling down my face as I compose this. 🙏🏼

Grief is walking with me lately. I don’t push it away. I’m okay with its presence. It is part of Home within me. Love, loss, it all belongs.

🦋Who are you loving in your grief? What is one thing you recall sweetly about them?
Will you share in the comments? 👇🏼

I recently heard some women say they don’t like the words “self-love” as it has “become over used.”

I can’t even fathom those words and their meaning being “over used”. 🧐

Oh I know what they mean. 🙂
Words that are spoken of ‘alot’ can become buzzwords, have less impact etc.

But hold up ✋🏼

What about moving past the ‘buzz’ and the words alone and go deeper?
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👉🏼Question words, question their meaning, especially what they mean to YOU. 🫀🧠

It took decades for me to understand the power of the words ‘self-love’ beyond just a two-word concept.

✨ I had to open my heart to those two words (it was hard at first!)

✨I had to explore my resistance.(brutal honesty!)

✨Make choices to explore and define for myself the meaning of those words and then practice living that meaning. Embodying it. (Worth the hard work!)

🌷I honestly don’t know where I would be now if I had not done that work, walked that path, made meaning of those two words for myself beyond anyone else’s concepts or over-use.

🌷Practicing self-love led me to the work I do with women now. (I get to witness them choose to practice and live it too!)

🌷It led me to the friendships and connections that enhance love. (No more being small!)

🌷It led me to heal and be more loving and open to others. (Compassion, connection and more joy!)

🌷It led me to be an advocate for ✨Self-Love ✨for all of us. (I wouldn’t change a thing)

👉🏼Don’t let society water down the meaning of sacred words for you.

✨Inject them with the power of meaning that touches you, moves you, opens You to your Self and your life.

Self-Love. Two really beautiful, powerful words.
Beyond memes.
Beyond cliches.
Beyond buzzwords.

Take back the power 👊🏼💃🏼🦋💞

They’re there for you. If you want them. 💞

How do you feel about those words?

I never knew what it meant to be at Home with myself.

🌾Home in my Body that felt so distant from me.

🌾Home in my mind that fed me words of fear and doubt, unworthiness.

🌾Home in my heart whose whispers of truth and longing I tried to silence.

🌾I lived many decades as a runaway from the Home with myself. 🏃🏼‍♀️

Many, many years later I am Home.
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I am the Homemaker, the protector, the guardian, the lover, the decorator, the gardener…of this Home that is me.
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🦋How is your Home doing?

🦋How are you doing as the owner, the occupant, the caretaker?

🦋Is it time for a reno? 🏚️ A decluttering of old habits, doubts, negative thoughts to make room for more light, air, play? 🏡

🦋Is it time to Love where you Live within you?
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✨I have a new online journey for women coming late September that I know will help you get that much closer to loving where you live. 💞

✨HOME✨
8 weeks in community with women
We explore, we play, we reclaim and we come Home.

DM me for early bird details to apply.🏡🌷💞

If this is a fit, I’d love to welcome you into this beautiful, rewarding journey in community together. 🤗

I just met a woman who came to my house to buy my living room chair.

Her name was Precious. 🌸

“A beautiful name” I told her.

What I thought to myself was, “I wonder if having a name like that would naturally make us more tender with ourselves?” 🙏🏼

We got to talking and it turns out that she’s in a place in her life of ‘new beginnings’ too. ☀️

I’m venturing onward to a new beginning that I know is opening doors and bringing me ever closer to HOME within myself and with my life.

I will soon be announcing the details to join my next offering coming this September, called HOME. 🏡

✨I’m curious:

🏡Are you on a journey homeward or in a place of new beginnings?

🩷Is the journey thus far including tender steps with yourself?

In my late 20’s and early 30’s I journeyed to Hollyhock Centre on Cortes Island as a participant in workshops with singer/artist Rhiannon ✨

These were powerful transformational experiences held by Rhiannon, a woman and artist I deeply loved and respected.

These experiences informed so much of my personal growth and self-acceptance along with exploration of who I was as a creative being. 🌱

On May 11th I return to Hollyhock Centre - this time as a facilitator with the honour of bringing my own creative work in slow-writing for 5 days of exploration, self-connection, compassion and play with the group of women joining me to TEND THE FIRE WITHIN.
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I can’t wait to meet them all, to offer this journey and witness the sparks that flame from within each of them. ❤️‍🔥✨

It’s a kind of coming full circle. A dream coming true.

Someone pinch me. 🥰

Take a few minutes and write about a time you came ‘full circle’ in your life and what it meant to you. It’s so good to honour those times of our lives. 🫶🏼

https://hollyhock.ca/programs/7478/tending-the-fire-within-a-creative-journaling-journey/

“It’s not you, it’s me.” 😏

Ever catch yourself saying that—even when it’s clearly not all on you?

That might be a case of what I call Over-Responsibili-itis (yes, I made that up… but if you’ve got it, you know it) 🫶🏼

Full disclosure - I had it for decades 😫🙃

It’s that tendency to take the blame, carry the weight, and over-own situations that aren’t actually yours to fix.

And often? It’s rooted in shaky self-belief.

Because when you don’t fully trust your worth, your default setting becomes:

👉 “It must be my fault.”
👉 “I should have known better.”
👉 “I’ll just try harder next time.”

Here’s how to know if you’ve caught a case of Over-Responsibili-itis:

⚡ You say yes to others, but constantly say no to yourself.
⚡ You walk on eggshells, trying to keep the peace (even when it costs you).
⚡ You apologize… for having needs.
⚡ You replay conversations on a loop, wondering if you upset someone.
⚡ You take feedback (or silence) very personally.
⚡ You confuse being needed with being worthy.
⚡ You’re exhausted from holding it all together.

Sound familiar? 😥 It’s a heavy weight isn’t it?

I’m here to say that this is what we shift, together in my 1:1 self-image coaching.

Trusting yourself is a lot lighter than trying to prove yourself.

And the joy from doing that work is immeasurable.

DM me if you’re ready to drop the weight and start believing in you.

“Do not follow where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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A new adventure is calling...

Not a “whole new life” but a new adventure.

One that is aligned with who I am at this time of my life.
One that is free of resistance or pushing or striving.
One that is of service to a much, much greater good.
One that is rooted in truth, not of proving or justifying.

New territory.
Bigger dreaming into real life living.

Calling in love, connection, belonging and the unapologetic celebration of each other’s gifts and contributions to our world.

No more shrinking.
No more holding back.
No more denying self-expression.
No more bedtime stories of unworthiness.
No more withholding of all who I, who WE truly are.

A new adventure is calling and I am answering.

❤️‍🔥How about you? What is calling your heart?
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Would you like support to take steps toward that calling?

👉🏼DM me and we can connect. 🙌🏼🌷

A sunny Sunday over here in Toronto. I’m journaling about my relationship with alcohol and the illusion of pleasure that I’ve had around it.

I journal about what really does bring me pleasure in my life. It’s not alcohol. It never was.

Here’s a photo of the wall above me now as I journal. Sun beaming in and painting shadow drawings of my window bird decals, my Glowing Heart, my tiny plant.

Soft pleasure.

What brings you pleasure in your life?

The room was warm. Not quite hot but enough heat to warrant a towel spread across my yoga mat to give my sweaty hands some extra grip, and provide a soft landing for the drops of salty perspiration my body was offering.

It had been years, possibly as many as ten since I’d attended a yoga class in person. From the moment I arrived in the studio, felt the soothing warmth envelop my body, claimed my spot in the room that would eventually fill with people of all sizes, all ages…I felt it.

That something sacred.

I couldn’t put my finger on it exactly, but I knew this would be special.

In part because this was my first ever in-person class led by Tracey whose yoga classes I’d been doing online for more than 16 years.

I’d forgotten how easy it was to tap into that sense of togetherness and maybe even the popular ‘oneness’ that has become such a buzz word these days, when you’re in a yoga class in person. Oh, I felt it. All these people, me included, here to practice what has been sacred for over 5,000 years. An offering and discipline for our bodies, minds, spirits in the private witnessing and presence with ourselves, together.

In the name of everything holy, I felt it.

Continued in blog~~~~~~

Please read the rest of this story in my published blog So This Is Love, just out today.

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Photo of by Jen Steele Photography