START LIVING TO YOUR FULLEST POTENTIAL
I’m Beth Clayton. I help womxn break through self-sabotage and create the lives their souls are longing for by transforming their relationship with their minds, their bodies and themselves. I combine manifestation, mindset work, action, deep healing and fierce self-love.
I join radical acceptance with radical responsibility for accelerated momentum toward new results.
I believe every womxn has the chance to lead in her own unique way and contribute to the rise of the feminine in our world.
I’m so glad you are here. It’s time to rise.
Mark Fisher, Mark Fisher Fitness
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“We don’t want to eat hot fudge sundaes as much as we want our lives to be hot fudge sundaes. We want to come home to ourselves.”
Geneen Roth
What are people saying? Here’s a little sample…
Jenna
Blaire
With Beth’s guidance, I have navigated massive career changes, including unexpectedly leaving a toxic job to become an entrepreneur. She’s helped me mend several broken hearts and learn to take responsibility for how I show up in my current relationship, which is the healthiest of my lifetime.
Justin
Check out my top blogs.
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The Naked Truth About Your Dream Life
When working with clients, one of the first and most important exercises we dive into is their ideal day, and recently I had a huge, dropped in “aha” about it that I needed to share. This relates to you whether you even know what the exercise is, I promise! But...
Dominating Your Inner-Saboteur Won’t Work. Here’s What Does.
So, it turns out the course I'm teaching is actually teaching me. Isn't that the way it goes, though? Right now, I am leading some incredible people through my newest pilot program, which will be released unto you all in the Fall. It is the work I love more than...
The Secret Gift in Your Emotional Eating
For many years, I saw my issues with food as something to deal with and overcome. They had been with me for as long as I could remember and like many people, I carried them like a shackle of shame. Like so many others, my patterns with food started innocently enough...
