Hey, I’m Kari.

and I am really glad you are here.

I’m a coach, facilitator & word witch who gets most excited when dreaming new worlds. In 1:1 sessions and in groups, I love getting a front row seat to the human experience.

With empathy, humor, wisdom and sass, I hold space for folks to process, plan and pivot when necessary as they seek a more authentic and vibrant life.

Please poke around this site to learn more and if you are nterested in working together — let’s connect!

empathic. curious. deeply intuitive.

In 1:1 coaching sessions and in groups I hold space for the human element. I listen beyond words. I take people deep to seed forward movement.

I am currently coaching folks who are:

moving through transitions, change, grief, loss

seeking a more calibrated sense of wellbeing in the various aspects of their life

navigating the messy spaces of being human at work, at home, and out in the world

  • "She asked me questions that I've never been asked before and was very empathetic in her responses to things that may have been hard for me to share."

    —Nick A.

  • "Kari is authentic, insightful, and deeply intuitive. She creatively pulled details from our conversations and distilled them into impactful insights that allowed me to see myself more clearly. "

    —Steven L.

  • "I feel like I had a partner to walk with me through a difficult time, I feel more settled and better equipped. I deeply appreciated her openness and gentle way of calling me out."

    —Jody P.

  • "Fun, inspiring, insightful, and powerful. We clicked from the beginning and the rest just flowed naturally."

    —Steven L.

  • "Her warmth and sincere manner of speaking / listening / challenging pushed me without being pushy."

    —Nick A.

I’d love to work with you.

sassy. strategic. collaborator.

Using frameworks from Liberating Structures, Co-Active Leadership, CliftonStrengths, Conscious Leadership Group, and Play on Purpose to hold space for groups of people to become more cohesive, trusting, honest, and brave together.

I felt like an old candle that had sat forgotten on a shelf for years, frozen into the same lumpy awkward shape, dull with dust, but now here was the fire again, and I was softening and changing and finding I didn’t have to be that cold shape forevery, and the wax was turning warm and bright again.
— Natasha Pulley, The Hymn to Dionysus