Emily dancing in the sand

About me

Hey, I'm Emily!

Certified life and health coach. Stenographer. Stained glass artist. Mom of two. And the woman who figured out how to change her life 15 minutes at a time. 

For years I sat in rooms where people told their hardest stories — and I couldn't say a word.

That's the job of a stenographer. You listen. You transcribe. You move on to the next case. You become very good at holding space for people in crisis without being able to do anything about it.

It made me a better coach eventually. But at the time, it just made me frustrated.

I knew I was meant to help people. I just hadn't figured out how yet.

Emily with her husband, two kids with her Australian shepherd in the background..
Emily with her husband, two kids with her Australian shepherd in the background..

The answer started to come into focus after my daughter was born.

From the outside, my life looked exactly like what I'd worked for. Healthy marriage. Beautiful baby. A home I loved. Everything on paper was right.

But postpartum hit me in a way I didn't expect. Not dramatically, just quietly. A numbness. A going-through-the-motions feeling that sat with me every day. I had everything I'd wanted and I still felt disconnected from myself.

I didn't overhaul everything. I didn't have time for that, I had a newborn.

What I did was make one small decision.

I saw a stained glass artist on TV during a nap time and thought: I want to try that. So I pulled up YouTube, ordered some supplies, and gave myself 15 minutes.

That one decision changed everything. Not because stained glass is magic,  but because following through on it was a vote for myself. And I hadn't cast one of those in a long time.

Those 15 minutes turned into a practice. That practice turned into momentum. I taught myself an entirely new skill during my daughter's naps. I lost 40 pounds. I earned my coaching certification. All of it in small, consistent windows of time all while running on interrupted sleep with a baby on my hip.

That's where The What Now Method was born. Not in a course. Not in a certification. In the cracks of a very full life.

a family of four sitting on a blanket
a family of four sitting on a blanket

I became a coach because I kept seeing the same thing in the women around me that I'd seen in myself.

Capable, self-aware women. Doing everything right on paper. And still ending every day with that quiet feeling that something wasn't clicking.

Not because they needed more information. Not because they lacked motivation. But because they were stuck between knowing and doing — and nobody was helping them close that gap.

That's the only thing I do.

I'm not here to help you figure out why you are the way you are. I'm here to help you figure out what you're going to do about it. Concretely. Quickly. In real life — not the ideal version of it.

Here's something I'll never pretend about: I'm a coach, not a therapist. If you're working through trauma, mental illness, disordered eating, addiction, or active mental health concerns, please find a licensed therapist. That work is real and important and it's theirs, not mine. I come in for the habit-level work most therapists don't specialize in. Plenty of my clients see a therapist and work with me at the same time. Both jobs matter. They just aren't the same job.

When I'm not coaching, you'll find me in my studio cutting glass, in my garden with music in my ears, or being thoroughly outnumbered by my husband Ryan, our four-year-old daughter, two-year-old son, and our Australian Shepherd Hendrix.

If any part of this felt familiar, that's not a coincidence.