I believe the most courageous thing you can do with your life is be who you really are.

Not the dimmed down version that feels safe, but the real, raw, authentic you. The you that has been buried under a lifetime of who you think you should be.

Welcome Seeker,

I’m Emily Atkinson, but you can call me Em. You found me and in a way I found you. Trust that. Trust that you are here reading this for a reason. 

This is typically where I would tell you what my title is, which would then serve as the “this is what I do” box. (But I’m not going to do that).

Isn’t it interesting how society tries to condense who we are and what we do into a word or two? The question “What do you do for a living?” is brought up at almost every social gathering. Society seems to demand that we give a one or two word answer.


They want to stick us into a box, but trying to fit into a box is suffocating. It makes us small, dims our light, and tries to remove our uniqueness. 

It’s similar to the box that society expects of us as women. The “should be” box or the “You can’t do that” box.

What I’ve learned in the decade of doing this work – connecting with women with who they really are – is that women are not meant to fit into boxes. That “either or” mentality keeps us trapped. 

And yes, I could have simply said “I’m a Life Coach,” or “I’m a Sacred Interior Designer,” or “Self-Discovery Guide,” or “Healer,” but I am so much more than those things. And you, as well, are so much more than the titles you give yourself.

Women are not linear. Women are like the moon. Cyclical. Continuously evolving. Forever changing. Expanding. Growing. Becoming. Shedding.

Who I am today is not who I’m going to be tomorrow or next month.

How can a title fully encompass who we are? It can’t. I believe women in their essence are meant to be wild, untamed, passionate, fierce. We’re beautiful, exotic beings that need to roam free. 

And maybe that’s why so many women feel lost nowadays. Not only do we constantly put ourselves in boxes to fit in, but we are also disconnected from the very thing that makes us us.

My life’s work is about breaking these boxes, dismantling the patriarchy that keeps us trapped and small, and guiding women home to their truest, most authentic and liberated selves.

When I get to the root of the work I do, it’s to help you – the woman with a wild heart and passionate soul that feels lost, stuck and like something is missing. I guide you back to reconnection: remembering and reclaiming the woman you are meant to be, the version that has been locked away, and slumbering. 

But I didn’t always live life this way, aligned with my calling and true self. There was a time when I was plagued with a deep discontentment and a longing to find my way.

I was successful in my career as an Interior Designer, had a fabulous apartment in San Francisco, made great money, had a fun group of (party) friends, and a nice car. What else could a single successful gal in her twenties want?

From the outside in, it appeared as if I had everything. But from the inside out I was screaming, a silent scream that nobody could hear but me. 

The truth is that I was unhappy, with a capital U-N-H-A-P-P-Y. I had died my hair dark brown as if the color of my hair would hide my pain. 

I was torn between two lives: the life I was “supposed” to be living by society’s standards and the one I craved deep down in my soul.

Eventually my unhappiness became paralyzing and change became inevitable. 

Following nothing more than a gut feeling that I was destined for more, I quit my soul-sucking job, sold most of my belongings, and bought a one way ticket to Bali; walking away from life as I knew it.

My time in Bali created the space for me to reconnect with me. The noise of societal expectations, “shoulds” and “supposed to’s,” faded away. Among the rice paddies I found myself. 

The more I reconnected with my true self, the more happiness and clarity I found. Not some f-ing woo woo happiness, but an unshakable grounded happiness from within. 

I now know that my deep discontent and unhappiness was rooted in not living life aligned with my true self or desires.

Somewhere in life I lost a part of myself. A big f-ing part! 

 I conformed to the norm and chose the paycheck over passion. I was chasing the “American Dream”, but it wasn’t my dream (and I have a feeling it’s not yours either). 

For true transformation to take place, we must have the courage to walk away from the life we think we should be living to make room for the one we’re meant to live. 

We must be brave enough to step outside of our comfort zone, come face to face with our true selves, and fall in love with that person. Fall madly in love with ourselves. 

Here I am, almost a decade later, living a life beyond my wildest dreams. A life outside the boxes. A life in which I’m liberated from the cages of society and free to be me; the real, raw, uncensored me.

I feel comfortable and confident to let my authentic essence shine and I have the courage to live the life I was born to; the life that is craved deep down in one’s soul. 

I let my artistic soul shine and my creativity soar. I honor my gypsy soul and travel often. A life filled with kitchen dance parties, fresh flowers and farmers markets, warm summer nights and sunsets, soulful conversations and good wine.

Everyday I wake up with a grateful heart that I am living my purpose and get to do work I love while making a difference. The soul satisfying kind of work that makes you lose track of time. I have not one but two businesses, and am creating a global women’s empowerment brand The Revolutionary Woman with the best business partner, Linda Addis

I am proof that you can reinvent yourself. At 30 I walked away from life as I knew it. I had no idea the path that I would embark on, I just knew the life I was settling for wasn’t the life I was meant to be living. 

I wouldn’t be where I am today without the guidance and support of women and men who have walked the path before me. Click here for an ode to my Teachers & Trainings.

If you’ve started to feel the stirring of your slumbering soul, the awakening. The feeling that you’re meant for more than the life you’re living, the whisper that is growing louder every day. It is her, the woman you were born to be. The woman beneath the surface. The woman you know you truly are. The woman begging to be set free. She has awoken. You are awakening. She knows the way to your truth.

This is my invitation to lean in. Listen to the whisper. Let her guide you into the magical life you crave deep down in your soul. Let her guide you home.

Sister, let me guide you home.