Channeling My Future Self: Coaching + Cocktails Edition

Story time!!! With a lesson of course.

I hosted my second Coaching + Cocktails Workshop last night. The previous one was a year ago…my intention was to do them quarterly but to be 100% honest, I got in my own way (even though I’ve hosted workshops on behalf of other people in between then and now…silly brain).

The first one was a topic near and dear to my heart—your inner critic and learning tools to turn the volume down on her. This time around, the topic was Tapping into Your Future Self.

And honestly, this isn’t just something I use for workshops. I use this Future Self work in so many parts of my life—how I show up as a parent, how I take care of myself, and how I make decisions that feel good long term instead of just in the moment.

I also use this work with my clients. When they’re stuck in old stories or spinning in “I always quit” or “this is just how I am,” I help them borrow from the version of themselves who’s already figured it out.

That’s not something most of us are taught. We’re taught to look outside ourselves for answers—or we just stay right where we are because we don’t realize what’s possible.

But our Future Self does. She sees what’s on the other side. And when you practice stepping into her—even for a moment—you start making different choices right now that create those possibilities.

And the exact process I taught was what I walked myself through to get me to the other side of the event without letting my brain go into freak out mode and wanting to hide instead of host. Ha!

Because there’s a version of me who has spun in these questions before:

→ “What if no one signs up?”
→ “What if it flops?”
→ “What if I’m not ready?”

And I know where those thoughts lead—because I’ve been her. That version of me has quit before. She panicked. She checked sign-ups every hour. She let the fear and the “what ifs” mean something about her.

But this time I did something different. About two days into planning, when it started to feel “difficult” and I felt “stuck,” I had this moment of like, “Ashley… just ask your Future Self. DUH!”

Hell, I even caught myself almost changing the topic because I thought, “Seriously? You’re teaching this exact topic and you’re not even using it?!” The irony, right?

So after I laughed at myself and got over that little hump, I stepped into my Future Self before the results showed up. I made decisions she would make—from where to host it, to how she would show up that night for the women attending.

When my brain wanted to spiral on the “what ifs,” I asked how she would think instead. When I felt stuck on how to talk about it on social media so women felt the value of being in the room, I asked her.

Because here’s the thing: our Future Self sees possibility where our current self sees stuck.

And if I still felt stuck (because sometimes you do), I leaned on my coach. Because Future Me also knows when she’s in her own head and needs a nudge to get out of it.

I journaled as her. I got clear on how she would show up, how she carried herself, what she was feeling. I closed my eyes and walked myself through the night: driving there, greeting the women, laughing over apps, closing it out and feeling proud—not because it was perfect, but because I followed through.

That practice calmed me down. It gave me something solid to lean on instead of fear.

Here’s the shift:
I had to think, feel, and act like her first.
The results followed after.

My future self wasn’t worried about Coaching + Cocktails. Ok, maybe she was a little BUT she did not let that stop her - that is the difference! She already knew she’d hosted it. She knew this is how she’d connect with amazing women. She knew every event would grow her as a coach and as a human.

And the more I channeled her, the more I made different choices:

  1. I put the event out there because my future self would do it without question.

  2. When sign-ups slowed down, I didn’t ghost the event. I did what my future self would do, I kept showing up, sharing, and inviting.

  3. Old me would’ve spiraled over every empty spot. My future self trusted it was part of the process.

That’s the real power of your future self. She’s the version of you who’s already figured it out—and when you borrow her mindset, you stop recreating the past. You step into possibility and growth.

Because everything is created twice: first in your mind, then in reality.

And last night, I showed up as the Future Me I’ve been practicing. That’s what allowed me to give my best to them. Was my best perfect? F*ck no. But that’s not the point—there’s no pressure to be some flawless version of her. She’s still growing too. What mattered is that tapping into her gave me a level of confidence I never would’ve had otherwise—especially walking women through one of my favorite topics for the first time outside of 1:1 coaching.

The Power of the AND: Making Space for Happiness & Grief in Motherhood

We’ve had many first days around here but this year hits different.

The one who made me a mom is a senior. His last 1st day of HS.
And my baby, is going into middle school, 6th grade.

The older generations try to warn us about how fast time goes when you’re a parent but we don't listen & even if we did, there’s no lesson on the emotional rollercoaster that comes with the "time is a thief" warning.

But then you’re IN IT & things you didn't think would be a big deal suddenly are a big deal..like these milestone moments in their school years.

And you’re like, "where the f*ck did these feelings come from? What is this sensation in my chest? The pit in my stomach?" (Anxiousness & sadness love to take up residence in those places for me when I'm in my feels.)

Here’s what I’ve learned from coaching-if we weren't able to feel the grief that comes with our kids growing up-then we wouldn't be able to feel the immense amount of f*cking joy that has come from being their parent.

As humans, we are lucky enough (although, it doesn't always feel "lucky") to be able to love something or someone so deeply that we also feel the pain of loss. And sometimes that loss looks like our babies growing, hitting milestones, becoming tweens & teens or young adults, going off to college - needing us less & less.

And while we may long for the days when they were little (& maybe slightly less embarrassed by us in public)-we are also proud of who they've become & excited for what lies ahead.

There is this duality that we live with as moms - "I miss when...." AND "I am so excited for...."

And on days like today-when you send your firstborn off to his senior year & your baby off to middle school-that AND hits a little harder.

But when we stop fighting it & just embrace the human experience-ALL the emotions, messy & beautiful-we make space for the AND to simply exist.

All of that to say...I’ve loved (ok, I've also disliked) parts of every season from the last 17 & 11 years of their lives getting to watch them grow into who they are AND I can't wait to see what this season of life brings for my babies.

Happy 1st Day of School.

Xoxo to all the mamas.

I see you.🫶🏼

A Personal Lesson in Mom Guilt

What I do as a coach when my brain tells me all the ways “I wasn’t present enough” when my kids were little.

Having older kids is wild. (So is mom guilt.)
They need you less.
You’re less involved in their “spare” time.
And suddenly your brain has free time to rudely question your parenting:

💭It went by so fast. Did I soak it in enough?

💭I don’t remember all of it, was I present enough?

💭If you were the mom you are today, you’d go back & do it all differently.



Just me?
Cool.

Here’s what I do when my brain tries to sh!t all over past me:


1) Recognize it!
When I ask questions like that, my brain will dig up 1,672 examples of how I supposedly wasn’t present.


Look, I know there’s some truth there, so I can’t just gaslight myself into thinking I was some perfect 🦄 of a parent.

BUT I have to give equal airtime to both sides.
Otherwise, my brain stays stuck in the negative, I feel like crap about myself, & it becomes a whole thing.


So, I listen to what it has to say.


Maybe even validate (ugh, I hate when my brain is right sometimes).

BUT here’s the part we often skip:

FLIPPING THE SCRIPT.


We take one side of what our brain feeds us & believe it’s our only truth… without ever questioning other possibilities.


So flip it!

💭In what ways WAS I present?

💭What are some core memories I have as a mom?

💭How was it exactly as it was meant to be?


When I look at both sides, I can see how both can be true & it instantly lessens the shame + guilt I feel when I only focus on one.

2) I remind myself:

  • Dwelling on the negative isn’t useful. But I don’t argue with it either-I accept that maybe there were times I wasn’t fully present, & that’s okay—no one is on 100% of the time.

  • Past me was doing the best she could with what she knew. (Sometimes I even remind myself that version of me had to exist for this version of me to be here today.)

  • I can find evidence for both stories to be true.
Neither is wrong. But feeding one of these stories leaves me feeling like a big bag of ass.

So I let go of the could’ves, should’ves, would’ves-because they don’t serve me. And I shift my focus.
I decide how I want to show up now in a way future me will be proud of.
Flipping the script has made me more aware & intentional as a mom. I’d call that a win.🫶🏼

Remember: You get to decide which part of the story you give your attention to, so why not make sure it’s one that lets you be proud of the mom you’ve been and the one you’re becoming.

Craving Belonging (Even When You Don’t Actually Want to Belong)

Random Thoughts by Ashley: Craving Belonging (Even When You Don’t Actually Want to Belong)

Ever felt low-key salty you weren’t invited to something you didn’t even want to go to? Or feel a sting each time you see a group together but that group doesn’t include you?

Same girl, same.

You scroll past the pics.
You overhear people talking about it.
Or you find out about the group chat you weren’t in—and your body gets all squirmy.

Your logical brain is like, “Girl, you didn’t even want to be there.”

And your emotional brain is definitely sitting in the corner, pouting and spiraling.

Literally overthinking everything…

Wait, why wasn’t I included?
What is wrong with me?
Did I do something?
Say something?
Are they talking about me when I am not there?


Meanwhile…your logical brain is still chiming in but you can’t hear her, “Hello, you said yourself last week that those are not your people.”

Yep - our brains are so wired for belonging that even when we don’t actually like the activity or the people-we still crave being included.

Logically…
You know that group is not your group.
You know their approval doesn’t align with the version of you you’re working to become.
But still—when you're not invited? Not chosen? Not in the loop?
It still stings.

And this is where so many of my clients get stuck (I’ve been here too)—feeling frustrated with themselves for caring about being included in places they don’t even want to be or belong.

So let me just say this clearly:

There is nothing wrong with you for wanting to feel included.
You’re not weak. You’re not dramatic. You’re not too sensitive.
It’s not a character flaw.

You’re just a human with a nervous system that’s been wired and trained (for literal survival) to seek connection and belonging. It is old programming.

No joke when I say it is human wiring - here’s a BRIEF background on it:

From an evolutionary standpoint, belonging used to literally mean survival.
Being accepted by the group wasn’t about likes or social status—it was about staying safe, fed, and alive.
To this day, our brains still see rejection or exclusion as a threat, even when it’s just about a group chat, a girls’ night, or some PTA thing you didn’t even want to go to.

But that old programming no longer serves us today. And knowing where it comes from and how we have evolved over time, you can now see how it doesn’t really serve you and where you can take your power back…

It starts with awareness. You can start to be more aware when that old programming is pulling you away from the version of you you’re trying to become.

The one who knows her worth.
Who doesn’t chase validation from people who don’t even see her.
Who’s done contorting to be liked.
Who’s learning to choose belonging to herself—even when it feels unfamiliar.
Even when her brain wants to run the old “do whatever you have to do to fit in” script.

That’s the work.
Not shutting off the part of you that wants to belong.
But learning to be intentional about who and what you give that power to.

So the next time you catch the “ugh, left out” ick sneaking in…
Pause.
Check in.
Ask yourself:

  • Do I actually want to be there? Is it something I would even enjoy? The place? The event? The people?

  • Am I craving the connection with these particular people—or just seeking approval?

  • And is this somewhere that I can show up as me—or will I have to pretend to be someone I am not just to feel “accepted?”
    (Side note: when you are accepted by people you can’t be yourself around - they aren’t even accepting you - they are accepting a filtered, watered down version of you.)

Ladies - you’re allowed to want connection. Just don’t abandon yourself to get it.

XOXO,
Ash

A Lesson in Feeling the Feels

I meant to share this here, like, a month ago… but alas—time got away from me in the midst of all the car drama, and I totally forgot.

But sometimes the 5,678 notes I keep on my phone come in handy—because when I scroll through to clean them up, I stumble on little gems like this one.

A random story with big feelings. And great little nuggets of wisdom wrapped inside.
So I figured I’d share it here—for you. You, as in the one person who’s probably reading this blog. HA!

If you ever want to REALLY follow along with me, I’m a big IG stories girl, so this is where the post originated.

It all started when we were hoping to get me a non-stinky, non-shaky rental (my 4th rental in like 3 days to be exact) while we waited on my car. Which, by the way, never came back to me, Ellie the Escalade—may she rest in peace. You can meet my new ride below, her name is TBD.

Enterprise had told us they’d have a car ready to go if we came in on Friday (this was June 20th btw) - so we showed up and….no car.

Anywho, after sharing this (see image), in my stories, I gathered my thoughts & this is what I came up with, which is the moral of the story & hopefully a lesson you can take away from it:

So, when she got to the part where she said they didn’t have the car they promised me yesterday…
I looked at her (and Aaron) and said:
“I have to go outside. I’m just frustrated. It’s not you; it’s me.”

Then I walked out and cried. And also texted my bestie to vent.

And the voice in my head immediately chimed in:
“You’re overreacting.”
“It’s not that big of a deal.”
“Why are you crying?”
“It’s temporary. It’s a rental. Get over it.”

But here’s the truth:
I’m not mad. I’m just… sad. Disappointed. Frustrated.

And that voice in my head?
It’s the same one so many women hear—
Or that we first heard as little kids..

The underlying message?
“Don’t be too much.”
“Don’t take up space with your feelings.”
“Feelings are big. Feelings are scary. Just don't go there.”

There’s no Feelings 101 course that teaches us how to name them, feel them, and just be freaking human.

So instead—
We bottle it up.
We stuff it down.
We yell… when what we actually need is a good cry and a damn hug.

But here’s what I know now:
Feeling the feeling is the only way through it.
And if you actually allow it, most feelings pass in 90 seconds or less.

So walking outside was my reset.
Was I still upset when I walked back in? Yes—but I didn’t react from it.

Old me wouldn’t have even acknowledged what was happening in her body.
Old me may not have even known she was sad, frustrated, or disappointed.

She would’ve 100% blamed how she was feeling on them and “their mistake,” taking zero ownership for how she was about to show up in the situation.
She would’ve been a lil' spicy with the employee.
Made a (minor) scene that would’ve solved nothing… and only made her (her, as in old me) feel worse afterwards.

Instead, I breathed into what I was feeling.
Because I miss my car.
I miss the comfort and the familiarity.
I’m the one who drives us everywhere.
And these little tests being thrown at us just feel amplified during what has already been a whirlwind of a week.

Convenience is such a luxury we take for granted—and when inconveniences get thrown our way in bulk (LOL), it’s easy to slip into victim mode.

But the best thing we can do?
Acknowledge the sadness. The disappointment. The frustration.
And then focus on what we can control.

We carry so much—often without speaking about any of it—that when something small goes sideways, like a rental car…

It’s usually not about just that one thing.
It may be the final straw that breaks you that day though.

It’s not just crying about the rental.
It’s crying because you’ve been holding everything else together.
Because of all the other small pieces that add up.

It’s not being dramatic.
It’s being human.
You’re allowed to feel disappointed.
(You’re allowed to cry outside of Enterprise.)

And you don’t need to say sorry for it.

Long Story Short:
Most of us were never taught how to feel our feelings—

And some of us:

  1. Are afraid to show them in case someone else thinks we’re “too much.”

  2. Have ZERO idea how to process them without reacting in an unregulated way or falling into “the world is against me” mode. (aka victim mode)

That doesn’t mean your emotions aren’t valid.
It just means it’s possible to handle them in a more regulated, grounded way.

And you don’t have to bottle them up, shrink yourself, or pretend everything’s fine just to make other people more comfortable.

Meet the New Ride

Because my ADHD brains always come with a side story: after searching, debating and crying…I opted to not get another Escalade. Since mine was a 2024, there was only one left in the US that was my EXACT match, in Texas. Same color. Same features. All of it. But trying to recreate my car felt misaligned. And to be honest, I am not a fan of the 2025 changes. So I decided to keep to go full on sporty with an AT4 Ultimate.

It has all the bells and whistles as my Escalade (plus some) but she can handle a curb like a pro, LOL.
I don’t know that from experience, but I do know the wheels aren’t low profile in the new ride -I don’t know if that is the right term but I am like 75% confident it is…

As I type this, she is at the shop getting a “chrome delete” so she will be all blacked out when she comes back to me!