Third Act Coaching

My Story:

At the age of almost 80, late in the third act of my life, I finally came alive.   

In January of 2024, I was well into my 17th year of living in Mexico in a beautiful town called Ajijic. It was a nearly idyllic environment, with all the trappings of “the good life” … but I was at the lowest point I have ever experienced. There wasn’t an ounce of joy, and my life seemed pointless.

My spirit was suffocating. As was my body. I felt like I was picking up speed on a slippery slope—in retrospect, and without any sense of drama, I can admit that I was dying—physically—and even more painfully, spiritually and emotionally. For years, I had been among “the walking dead,” going through the motions of life while carrying the weight of endless depression, self-loathing, people-pleasing, and always “doing the right thing."

Though very close to it, I was not yet completely hopeless. Through a series of synchronicities, I found a spiritual coach and guide—an extremely gifted and dedicated woman I am fortunate to have as my helper and mentor. I think of her as my anam cara (Gaelic for “soul friend”). After four months of working together, I had a breakthrough. I experienced what I can only describe as soul activation, a spiritual awakening to the reality of who and what I truly am and why I am here.

That was when I made a decision—I would not go quietly into the night. I refused to continue to live a life of quiet desperation. I would take a stand for my life, my joy, and my soul.

Seven months later, I packed up my life in Ajijic, lovingly parted with my husband of 46 years, and moved back to the Adirondacks, my spiritual home. I took a courageous leap into the unknown and began to trust myself and the Universe to guide me on a new path. For the first time in decades, I felt a spark of life returning to me. It was terrifying and exhilarating to start over at my age, but every day since, I’ve felt more alive than I ever had in all the years before. The life I’m living now is far beyond my wildest imaginings. At 80-years-old, my story is not ending but just beginning. In fact, what I’m experiencing might be described as “reverse aging!” 

The paradigm shifts that ignited my soul and reshaped my life are available to anyone who wants to fully live life on their own terms. And so, propelled by this profound transformation, I’ve decided to pay it forward; I’ve resigned from retirement and launched a new career. I am channeling a lifetime of experience and wisdom, along with my training as a certified life coach, guiding others—as their anam cara—to wake up, reclaim their spirit, and live the life they are here to live. For I know in the depths of my being—you’re never too old, and it’s never too late!