Self-Sabotaging Sagas: “I have to be Strong”

Self-Sabotaging Sagas: “I have to be Strong”. Podcast with Life Coach and awesome human being, Genea Barnes.

Shifting from Survivor of Gun Violence to Thriver of Life

Exactly 4, 015 days ago, my father threatened to end my life with a loaded gun. In other words, 11 years ago I was almost killed. Within those 11 years, I have climbed corporate ladders, spoiled my mom with sponsored trips around the world, crossed many finish lines (including Ironman), seen therapists, worked with coaches,Continue reading “Shifting from Survivor of Gun Violence to Thriver of Life”

Are you a Sunday Morning person?

One of the best things about quarantine is realising I was living my ideal life. A life I was actually proud of. It took me 18 months of active building to create this life. A life I did not need to escape. In my flow of doing what made me feel alive. A flow ofContinue reading “Are you a Sunday Morning person?”

Giving back & expanding my reach

Historically, my perfectionist side has attracted some pretty unhealthy people. My humble side makes them think I’m incompetent. My previous low self-esteem allowed them into my space. Once they recognised my inner strength, they sought to destroy. Sharing snippets of the knuckleheads I used to entertain was healing. If anything to hold myself accountable for growth. It never seemed toxic when I kept quiet. I was far too busy making excuses for unethical behaviour. It was only once I started writing things down that I began to see the flaws in my own character.

Meeting People where they are…

Upgrades are happening in so many ways. Causing me to pause and simply relish in the moment. Gosh, the last few years have been a challenge. A heart-wrenching… soul-crushing… challenge. Some days felt like I was pushing a car uphill and other times, it felt like I was being pushed off a cliff. Finding theContinue reading “Meeting People where they are…”

You are not IN the storm, you ARE the storm

Domestic Violence Awareness Month approaches us once again. I feel the need to leverage this month to pivot. Shift my coaching business from general emotional abuse to a very specific group of people. High functioning people. People that know but might not understand. People that instinctively know that financial freedom is the way out but still need to do some work to stay out… people like me.

Water. Dreams. Family. Acceptance. Rebirth. Love.

I’m hitting a new level of alignment. Perhaps I’ve been distracted in the physical world as my dreams have been extremely active. I’ve allowed some new energies into my space so I’m back to isolating. Isolating myself is necessary for me to get grounded. I can honestly say that I’m in magic mode rather thanContinue reading “Water. Dreams. Family. Acceptance. Rebirth. Love.”

Experience. Strength. Hope. (Hope for what?)

Experience. Strength. Hope. This week, I’m embracing the emotional rollercoaster. I’m not even thinking about the hangover (yet). At this exact moment, I’ve been having a tug of war with myself. Allow the emotions to run or stuff them into my safe place. I’m surrounded by survivors. fighters. well wishers. pure hearts. I can seeContinue reading “Experience. Strength. Hope. (Hope for what?)”

Slay the Dragon. Smell the Flowers.

My name is Jessica Marie Corvo. Chicago is ground zero for my story of domestic violence. Chicago was a place of extreme pain, isolation and suffering in silence. Chicago used to cause great disharmony within. Tomorrow is the day I officially reframe how I view CHICAGO. Chicago is now a place that I call home, a place where I’ve worked extremely hard to find (build) a community of *empowered* love bugs. Chicago is the city where I launch my group fitness career. And tomorrow is day 1 of celebrating all the work that I’ve done.

I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I’ve slayed my demons. I’ve loved myself so hard. I allowed conflict for growth and I tried so hard to choose me every.single.time.

Where can I love myself just a bit more?

“Jess, you can push me away but I’m not going anywhere…” I’m bumbling through a side step. I’m doing the best I can. A few old habits are dying hard. And it’s the first time that I’m being called out, consistently… others are noticing that despite my efforts, my walls are coming up. My toleranceContinue reading “Where can I love myself just a bit more?”