Chelsea Wambui

Don’t kill the messenger.

Today's letter will be a quick read🙂‍↕️.

One of the most dangerous things ever taught in the spiritual community is, tension aversion. There's a tendency for overcorrection. We've been taught to treat every "negative" emotion as a signal for misalignment. Feeling anxious? "I must regulate my nervous system." Someone wrongs you? "Namaste! I'm taking the high road." Life sucks for sometime? "I need to think positively."

The subconscious mind is constantly taking note of what we place our focus on. Ignoring your emotions or needing to overcorrect them insinuates that emotions have power over you or over your reality. The harder you resist feeling your emotions, the harder they will persist. Think about it, why would you resist something if it doesn't have any power over you? You resist your emotions because you believe that you can't handle them. The fear of the emotion has become more controlling than the emotion itself. So now, you're afraid of being afraid.

Here's the truth, your thoughts and feelings do not express reality. Don't get me wrong, the feeling itself is real, the sensations you feel in your body are real. But the emotion is not expressing what is happening in reality objectively. They are not instructions that need to be followed or overcame.

You can feel doubt without that meaning your desire is impossible.

Your feelings are simply messengers of your assumptions. They exist to guide you. An emotion is an experience. It is information that can tell you what your mind is perceiving, what you believe, what matters to you and therefore what you're unconsciously expecting.

Don't kill the messenger just because you are uncomfortable with the message.

You're not too spiritual to be angry or jealous or hurt or ashamed. Your emotions are part of the human experience. They have no power over you other than the power that you assign to them.

Allowing yourself to feel the emotion is how you extract the wisdom from them. The emotion wants to set you free! Let yourself feel your emotions without shaming yourself for feeling them!

Don't kill the messenger!

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With love,

Your Coach

Chelsea💛

8 hours ago | [YT] | 3

Chelsea Wambui

The hurt that taught me how to live.

For the first eight years of my life, I was regularly asked by my classmates where my dad was. I never knew how to answer that question. How was I supposed to explain that my parents separated when I was one, leaving my mum as a newly single mother at a difficult time when Kenya was under dictatorship, which eventually forced her to leave her child with relatives and move abroad so she could work and give me a better life? And the dad they were asking about had simply vanished from the story. He moved on with his life as though we had stopped existing.

I myself had no memory of him. I couldn't even tell you what he looked like. I knew very little about him beyond the stories my mum had told me and apparently, whatever our very chatty gardener had heard over the years. So naturally I was curious too. Even I wanted to know where my dad was.

Then, when I was eight, my dad started calling my uncle. My uncle would pass the phone to me, and for the first time in my life, I was actually speaking to my dad. We spoke throughout that year. Consistently. So when he told me he wanted to come and see me for my birthday, I believed him. Actually, I didn't even ask him to come. He offered. He insisted. He told me he missed me. That he wanted to be a better father. He wanted to be present.

All I remember thinking, finally all those questions my classmates kept asking me would finally have an answer. I didn't even want gifts for my birthday that year. "WHO CARES ABOUT DOLLS WHEN I'M GOING TO SEE MY DAD!" I thought to myself.

The day came, I only had two things on my to do list: have breakfast and wait for my dad. I didn't bother to tell anyone he was coming. I didn't announce it to my family nor did I tell my friends. Maybe a part of me was protecting myself from the possibility that he wouldn't come. But another part of me was completely convinced that he would. I mean, HE PROMISED! He had given me his word.

So that morning after breakfast, I sat by the front door and watched the gate. Every time I saw movement outside, I'd look up in excitement. A car approaching? OMG is that his car? Someone walking past? OMG maybe that's him! I didn't even have lunch, in case he arrived while I wasn't there to receive him. Surely he was coming. I hadn't asked him to make that promise. He had made it himself. So surely he meant it. Surely I mattered enough for him to keep his word.

Eventually, it got to around six in the evening and my uncle came home from work. He drove through the gate and then he locked it. And it was at that moment that a tiny voice in my heart said "I'm sorry sweetie, he's not coming."

The day was over. The gate was locked. The sun was going down. And my dad had not come. I went to dinner that night and could barely eat. I remember desperately trying not to cry at the table. Nobody knew that I'd spent the entire day watching the gate, waiting for my dad to fulfil his promise. Nobody knew that my own father, had broken my heart into pieces on my birthday.

So I ate what I could, went to bed early, and waited for everyone to fall asleep. And once the house was finally quiet, I started crying. I cried into my pillow because I didn't want anyone to hear me. I was devastated. Not just because my dad hadn't come. But because I had believed him. I had let myself hope. I had trusted that something I desperately wanted was finally going to happen. And then it didn't. I was eight. I could have accepted an explanation. But there was no explanation. No apology. No remorse. Just silence.

That was the first time I learned what it feels like to really want something, allow yourself to believe it's coming, and then be left alone with the disappointment when it doesn't. Experiences like that don't just disappear, they leave fingerprints on your psyche.

So you can imagine the shock on that little girl's face when, twenty-something years later, she found herself teaching people about "manifestation".

Because what is manifestation, really?

At its core, it's the practice of believing in something that only your mind and heart can see. It's choosing an end result before there's any evidence that it's coming. It's learning to hold the reality you desire in your imagination while the physical world is still showing you something completely different. It's allowing yourself to want something deeply, to expect it, to live from the assumption that it's already yours, even when you have absolutely no fucking evidence that it's going to happen.

🎶 "There was a woman born from a lotus. Her heart was golden, deep as the ocean. And then this one man, he came and broke it, till it was open, just like a lotus. Oh yes, there were explosions. She found her focus, the beast awoken."🎶 (wink wink if you know where those lyrics are from🤭)

That experience broke something open in me. It removed a certain naivety. At eight years old, I learned that you can want something desperately and still not get it. You can believe someone when they make a promise to you and still be disappointed. You can spend an entire day waiting for something beautiful to arrive, only to watch the sun go down and realise it's not coming. I learned that life could hurt me when I expected something I loved to happen and it didn't.

But do you know what else I learned?

Closing your heart doesn't save you from hurt either.

Because you can choose the other path. You can stop wanting. Stop desiring. Stop reaching for the things you really love and instead build your life around what feels certain, predictable and safe. And one day, the world goes on lockdown and you lose that certainty. Or the company that you sacrificed 30 years for, lays you off on a zoom call due to budget cuts.

There is no version of this experience where you get to opt out of pain. You can get your heart broken pursuing what you love, or you can have your heart broken living a life you didn't even fucking want.

Hurt is inevitable.

I'm not naive anymore in the sense that I blindly assume everything will work out exactly as I want it to. I know better. I've lived enough to know that disappointment is possible. But I also know that disappointment won't kill me. That's exactly what turned me into an ALCHEMISING BEAST!

When you've been disappointed before and survived it, you no longer have to be terrified of disappointment.

Matthew 18:3, "Truly I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." The kingdom of heaven is not a place in the sky that you'll go to after you die. The kingdom of heaven is a state of mind that is devoid of suffering. The state of mind of pure bliss. To achieve that state, you must allow yourself to experience life in all its fullness without letting it rob you of your capacity for joy, wonder and positive expectation.

Never let life humble you. That's the real alchemy.

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With love,

Your Coach

Chelsea💛

1 week ago | [YT] | 90

Chelsea Wambui

The Greatest Love of All.

Growing up, my uncle, who's a serious music enthusiast, used to play Whitney Houston all the time. I specifically remember him driving us home from swimming while my cousin and I pretended to sleep on the back seat so he could carry us into the house when we got home 😂. On many of those drives home, he played The Greatest Love of All by Whitney Houston. I knew the song. I just...apparently had never stopped to hear what she was actually saying.

That changed last weekend. Yes, at my very big age of 26 years!

I was talking to my mum and she told me about a coworker who had been giving her unsolicited advice for me. Essentially, this woman was telling my mum to advice me to find a man sooner rather than later. And when I do, I shouldn't let him go because "you just never know." She's in her 50s and doesn't have a partner, and apparently she's lonely.

My mum, who's also single, told me not to listen to advice like that. Not because there's anything wrong with wanting a relationship, but because she doesn't believe that partnership should be the thing you cling to because you're afraid of being alone. She's single and she's happier than she's ever been. She's open to romantic relationships but she doesn't pause her life waiting on it.

Mum went ahead to say that children should be taught to love themselves and be kind to themselves, which made her break into the song...The Greatest Love of All. And I was like..."WAIT THESE ARE THE LYRICS?" One lyric in particular stopped me in my tracks: If I fail, if I succeed, at least I'll live as I believe...because the greatest love of all is happening to me.

Tranquilo😌, this letter is not about "manifesting" a man. Let me land.

We all know that God/Universe/Source/Infinite Intelligence loves us unconditionally and yet very rarely do we embody the same love for ourselves.

One of my favourite lines from The Artist's Way is "The universe is prodigal in its support but we are miserly in what we accept". The first time I read that, I had to look up the actual definition of prodigal because if you're anything like me, the only context I knew that word from was the Prodigal Son in the bible. And in my head, prodigal meant something along the lines of a spoiled brat. Something that I wouldn't associate God with 😂.

What Julia was saying is that, the universe is extravagant, almost reckless and wasteful in its support of us. God doesn't seem to know when to stop giving. She keeps opening doors, creating possibilities, sending people to help us, opportunities and better circumstances our way.

And yet, we are miserly in what we accept.

We unconsciously put conditions on how and when our desires are allowed to arrive. We decide that, until we have proven our worth to enough people, we are not allowed to receive our desires. Sometimes we don't even let ourselves fully acknowledge what we want because we're afraid we won't get it anyway. We expect the worst because "it's more realistic".

The universe isn't necessarily the one placing all these restrictions there. WE ARE!

All these restrictions are a mirror of our own self hatred. A refusal to see ourselves as perfectly as God sees us. Major religions like Christianity were founded on the idea of humans being beneath God and therefore unworthy of Her love (yes I said HER). We don't love ourselves the way the universe loves us and so we cannot conceptualise getting what we desire without being perfect or at least suffering enough to prove we're worthy of it.

"Oh but Chelsea, I do believe that I deserve more, but I still don't have what I want."

Okay Susan.

When was the last time you let someone help you without immediately trying to repay them? When was the last time you wanted something and allowed yourself to pursue it before you had proof that it would work? When was the last time you allowed yourself to play, to indulge in fun and pleasure without shaming yourself? When was the last time you received a compliment without arguing with it or minimising it? When was the last time you wanted something and actually got curious about it instead of keeping it at a distance and calling it impossible? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU LET YOUR FRIEND SEE YOU AND SUPPORT YOU WHILE EMOTIONALLY DISHEVELLED?

Intellectually believing you deserve something while refusing to receive it until certain conditions are met is still a refusal to believe you deserve it. Because TO KNOW AND STILL NOT DO IS TO NOT KNOW. Read that again!

I recently made a terrible mistake and had to come clean to my mum. I had spent a whole year in actual agony. Constantly rehearsing how disappointed she would be in me and how she'd never trust me again. My abandonment wound had convinced me that if I told her the truth, she'd abandon me which, in hindsight, is honestly bizarre.

But after a year of trying to rectify my mistake and failing, I realised that I had to love myself enough to put that baggage down.

So I came clean.

Was she disappointed? Absolutely. More than you know. But the next day, she sent me a text telling me that she forgave me and that I should be kind to myself. And that was the last time we ever spoke about it.

That experience taught me more about self-love than any self-help book ever could. Loving yourself unconditionally isn't just believing that you're worthy of love. It's behaving like someone who is worthy of love. It means forgiving yourself first before being forgiven. It means asking for help and allowing yourself to be supported. And sometimes it means having the courage to tell the truth even when you know the truth might disappoint someone.

Coming clean wasn't me pretending that what I had done was okay. It wasn't me escaping accountability. In fact, mum was very clear that I still needed to rectify my mistake. It was me deciding that I love myself enough to stop carrying the punishment forever. I was going to deal with the consequences either way. At least now, I could direct all my energy towards finding a solution instead of maintaining the lie while simultaneously torturing myself with the fear that I would be abandoned.

I allowed myself to be loved while being imperfect. While being someone who had fucked up. Most importantly, I allowed myself to love myself while being imperfect. I'm allowing myself to tell this story knowing that, as a coach, I could easily convince myself that I need to appear perfect in order to be worthy of your trust. But I don't. I fucked up. I'm still human. AND I still love myself and see myself worthy of your trust.

Making mistakes doesn't make us less worthy of love, less deserving of our desires or even less capable of helping someone else. I don't have to be a perfect person to be a good coach. I don't have to have a flawless life to teach you something valuable. I can be a woman who's figuring things out, who sometimes gets things wrong, who takes accountability when she does and who refuses to turn her mistakes into evidence that she is unworthy.

If the divine encompasses the totality of existence, including what we call "good" and "bad", then why would we suddenly become unworthy of love the moment we make a mistake? If we are expressions of the divine, why would our imperfections make us any less worthy of the same love that created us? Why would we have to become perfect before we are allowed to love ourselves?

That's exactly what Whitney Houston was trying to remind us all along. The greatest love of all is happening to me.

Because when you learn to love yourself unconditionally, you stop making your worth contingent on your performance. You stop believing that you have to suffer enough, achieve enough, prove enough, or become enough before you are allowed to receive good things. You become available.

Unconditionally available to the reckless generosity of the universe. And that is how reality starts to bend to your will🙂‍↔️.

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Your Coach

Chelsea💛

1 week ago | [YT] | 23

Chelsea Wambui

You need to solve the mystery.

There was a girl in my high school called Ivy. Ivy was "THAT GIRL" long before TikTok coined that term. She was the entertainment prefect and in my school, the older school prefects wore blue sweaters. We called them "blue rags".

Ivy was the whole package. She was smart, beautiful, cool, light-skinned with long luscious hair and a body to die for. But more than any of that, she had a certain way of carrying herself. A kind of presence that spoke before she did. Her demeanour seemed to say: I know who I am. I know what I'm doing. And I don't need you to validate either of those things. Oooh and I also know that you want to be me.

And people responded accordingly. Everyone thought Ivy was cool. Everyone wanted to be her friend. Everyone wanted to be chosen by her. And even though I never admitted it to anyone, I was no different. I just expressed my admiration in a slightly more sophisticated way: I pretended I didn't care, let alone notice her🫣.

In my second year of high school, or "Form Two" as we called it in Kenya, Ivy came to sit in our classroom during night preps. Night preps were essentially evening self-study sessions. The older prefects would come into the younger classes to supervise us and make sure we weren't making noise instead of studying. And the moment my class found out that Ivy was going to be sitting in our class that week, everyone lost their minds.

Everyone was whispering with excitement. People spent the whole night preps watching her. I'm pretty sure very little studying happened that week. And I was participating in all this internally while externally acting like: Whatever, I'm too cool to care🙂‍↔️. Because when you pedestalize someone, you don't necessarily become their biggest fan publicly. Sometimes you do the opposite. You avoid them. You act nonchalant. Because if you admit that you admire them, you also have to admit that they affect you. And if they affect you, perhaps they have some power over you. So you keep your distance. You observe from afar. You make them a mystery. And the more mysterious they become, the more extraordinary they seem.

Then something funny happened.

The following year, I entered the school talent show. One of the segments was a beauty pageant and I represented my house as the senior model. This was actually one of the times I "manifested" something long before I had a name for it. Anyway, I won! And I was crowned "Miss Boma".

Suddenly, something shifted. Ivy, the girl everyone had been desperately trying to impress, started pursing me. She wanted to be friends with me. And we did in fact become friends. Really good friends. She was a year older than me, but we became very close.

And do you know what happened to the mystery? IT DISAPPEARED!

She wasn't "Ivy, the cool girl" anymore. She was just, Ivy. A girl. With quirks, flaws, moods and normal problems. She was human. Now that I was actually close enough to know her, I couldn't maintain the mythology I'd created around her. The pedestal collapsed and underneath it was a person.

I've since experienced the other side of this. I've been pedestalised by people, especially men. And it's always a very strange experience for me. Because when someone thinks you're extraordinary, it makes you feel like you're no longer allowed to be ordinary. Like you can't have an off day from their narrative of you. You can't be confused or insecure. You can't be human. You feel the pressure to maintain the version of you they've constructed in their head. Even when they do nice things for you, it still feels like they don't actually see YOU.

You see, pedestals don't honour people, they imprison them. If someone is above you, you also prevent yourself from relating to them normally. And soon enough, you'll start to resent yourself for how much smaller you think you are in comparison to them. Which will in turn lead you to resent them for having so much power over you. Either way, it won't end well.

This is the exact same thing with our desires.

Think about something you really, really want: making £50,000 per month, a deeply passionate relationship, that dream body, the dream career, living in New York, London or Dubai, the house on the hills, whatever it is.

Notice how you relate to it. Does it feel normal? Or does it feel like a big extraordinary life event that is equal to heaven? Does it feel like something that could be part of a boring Tuesday? Or does it feel like it would make you happy forever?

If your desires feel like an enigma, you've unfortunately assigned them power that they don't actually possess. The power that they seem to have is actually your own power projected onto them. Read that again!

The truth is, £50,000 is JUST £50,000. That house on the hills is JUST a house on the hills. That dream body is JUST a body with less fat. The only reason why they feel bigger and better than you is because of the mystery around them. Once you solve the mystery, they become unimpressive and therefore attainable.

To become a reality bender, you MUST normalise your desires. You MUST get comfortable with them. You cannot solve a mystery from a distance. You must get close to it. This is not optional. It is fundamental.

Success and failure are structural not personal. And a fundamental part of success is normalisation. Every wealthy person started with a friend or a mentor that exposed them to the possibilities of wealth. Every fit person with a body to die for started with an obsession for learning more about health and fitness.

You have to get familiar with your desires. Not because familiarity magically guarantees that you'll get it, but because familiarity solves the mystery. It makes the £50,000 become selling something at £5000 to 10 people or at £500 to 100 people. The dream relationship becomes two humans communicating, disagreeing, laughing, having boring Tuesdays together and occasionally arguing about what to eat for dinner. The dream body becomes YOUR body after going to the gym 3 days a week and/or walking everyday and eating nourishing food. Your dream apartment in New York becomes a place where you eventually complain that the lifts stopped working and you have to use the stairs for three months.

The thing that once felt like THE THING eventually becomes a thing.

So stop waiting for your desires to give you the feeling you're currently projecting onto it. Give yourself that feeling now. Not in a performative screaming affirmations in front of the mirror way, but in a practical way.

If you think money will make you feel safe, learn to feel safe while looking at your finances. Sit on your desk and viscerally look at your current finances instead of avoiding them or spiritually bypassing them. How much money are you currently making? How much debt do you have? How much do you have in savings? Do you have a plan to make more money? What step can you take now to improve your situation? This is what I mean when I say "solve the mystery". You don't solve the mystery by hoping that things get better, you solve it by familiarising yourself with it. Apply this to any other desire.

If you don't solve the mystery, you will continue to put your desires on a pedestal and there they will remain.

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In other news, I've been creating a course for you that will bridge the gap between intellectually understanding reality creation and actually allowing it to transform you. But before I finish it, I want your help.

What do you still struggle with? What concepts do you understand intellectually but struggle to apply? And if you've taken courses or read books by other teachers, what did you feel was missing? Hit reply and tell me. I want to use your answers to make this course as practical, transformative and as useful as possible.

I'm also considering opening a small number of discounted consultations for one week so I can speak to more of you directly instead of only basing my insights and transformations on my typical high earning clientele. I won't publicly announce this so if you're interested just email me back and I'll get your consultation booked at 50% off.

Your Coach

Chelsea💛

1 week ago | [YT] | 46

Chelsea Wambui

Do you genuinely want it or does acquiring it promise to repair something in you?

I have a confession...

I'm Batman.

Sorry you had to find out like this 🙂‍↕️.

Okay, lol. I'm kidding.

But I do have a superpower.

I have an almost frightening ability to become unstoppable once I decide I want something.

When I put my mind on something, I will move heaven and earth to get it. I can become insanely focused, committed, resourceful, persistent.

Once I've decided this is what I want, good luck convincing me otherwise. My mum doesn't even attempt to sway me from the things I want because she knows I won't listen.

The problem?

I've spent a significant portion of my life directing that superpower towards things that I only realised later, I didn't actually want.

I've pursued romantic and platonic relationships that I eventually realised I didn't want.

I even spent 4 years pursuing a Bachelor of Science Degree in Accounting and Finance in one of the most prestigious universities in the UK, only for me to almost drop out in my second year because I realised I didn't actually want it. (I stuck it through and graduated but I hated every second of it 😪).

This realisation forced me to confront something uncomfortable about desire:

I am very good at convincing myself I want something.

And because I'm also very good at pursuing things once I decide I want them, you can see how that combination can become dangerous.

And I don't think I'm the only person who does this.

In fact, I think a lot of us are doing some version of it without realising it.

We think we know what we want. But sometimes what we call desire is actually an attempt to repair something within ourselves.

We want that specific relationship because being chosen by a man of that caliber means we're worthy.

We want that STEM or Finance career because it means we're smart enough to handle the hard things.

We want the money because we grew up feeling like the rich kids were better than us and so making money will finally make us feel superior.

And because the thing we're pursuing has been unconsciously assigned the job of fixing something within ourselves, the desire can become intensely emotionally charged. Even to the point of obsession.

It can feel like I NEEEEEEEEEEEEED THIS! AND I CAN'T FUNCTION WITHOUT IT!

And because the subconscious mind is a "yes man", that intensity is often confused for truth.

So before you watch the 50th video about "manifesting" or re-read The Game of Life and How to Play it by Florence Scovel Shinn or ramble on for 7 pages in your journal (yes I'm speaking to you miss Morning Pages) ask yourself:

"Do I genuinely want this or does acquiring it promise to repair something in me?"

The antidote is not denying your desires all together, quite the opposite actually.

You need to confront your desires head-on instead of pursuing them blindly.

Because your true desires say "This would be beautiful to experience" and the false desires say "Once I have this, I'll be okay".

That distinction matters if you're truly going to become a reality bender.

I actually covered this and more in my recent Youtube video: https://youtu.be/C4vTQRCaO44

Let me know what you think. Yes, I do in fact want to hear back from you.

Don't ghost me like I did my ex when I realised I didn't actually want him 🫣.

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Speak soon.

Your Coach

Chelsea💛

3 weeks ago (edited) | [YT] | 15

Chelsea Wambui

“Have faith”. Okay Susan, with your degree🙄. But how???

I’ve been sitting with the concept of conviction/faith for some time now. And lately, that question has been keeping me up at night.

What *exactly* does it mean to have conviction in something before it has happened?

Why was Jesus able to confidently thank God for raising Lazarus from the dead prior to Lazarus walking out of the tomb?

Are we even capable of that level of faith?

And if we are, why do so many of us struggle to believe that our wildest dreams are possible?

I've come to the conclusion that conviction/faith may not necessarily mean certainty.

A year ago I was certain that if I pivoted to teaching metaphysics, the overly religious people would find me and burn me at the stake 😂.

And yet a year later, I have built a stronger than ever community of almost 60,000 people. Some of whom have become longstanding clients paying thousands of dollars just to learn from me.

So clearly, I didn't need to be completely certain that this would work out.

Certainty is the complete absence of doubt.

I have manifested so many things that an aspect of me doubted would happen.

However, the one thing that was always present, was the willingness to f*ck around and find out.

Every desire that has come true for me started with the willingness to truly give that desire a chance and see where it takes me.

To truly devote myself to that desire. Not only in my actions but also in my mind and in my heart. Especially in my heart.

From that perspective, conviction feels more attainable.

Instead of forcing myself to believe that something is possible, I simply jump into the ring and give it all I have.

99% of the times I've done that, reality has always surprised me and given me more than I thought was possible.

In that case, the one major ingredient for conviction is, DEVOTION.

When you devote yourself to something whether or not you're doubtful, devotion then becomes an act of love.

Love is a higher state of consciousness than fear and doubt.

Therefore, whatever matches that frequency of love, must meet you at some point.

Devotion means that your focus has shifted from managing the doubt and into loving and mastering what you do.

In conclusion, I don't think conviction is striving for complete certainty or maintaining a state of mind that is devoid of doubt.

I think conviction/faith is devoting yourself (mind, heart and action) to the experiment and remaining open to seeing where it takes you.

Also, I'm currently planning a full youtube video about this so I'll see you there on Sunday.💛

In the meantime, I'd love to hear from you. Reply to this email and let me know what conviction means to you. I'm so nosy nosy🤭.

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Your Coach,
Chelsea

3 weeks ago | [YT] | 52

Chelsea Wambui

I’m building a cult. 🤫

The Reality Benders.

I have been working on something for sometime now and I’ll tell you all about it next week on the 24th of August.

In the meantime, I set up a newsletter called: The Reality Bender.

And on there I’ll be sharing the ideas I have about consciousness, identity and reality creation.

Think of it as the raw and unprocessed insights, questions, thoughts and realisations that shape how I understand reality.

Everything from personal experiences to the work I do with my private clients.

Theres already 500+ readers that came from my email list, I’d love for you to be part of them.

It’s completely free. No fluff. No woo.

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4 weeks ago | [YT] | 23

Chelsea Wambui

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One-off consultation with me at $250 (normally $350), payment locked in by 11:45pm, the call itself can happen whenever suits you.

The people who need this most are usually the ones who talk themselves out of it last minute. Another story about “not the right time” or “maybe later.” That’s the exact pattern we’d be working with on the call.

Why do you keep procrastinating on your transformation?

You don’t have to keep choosing the version of your life that feels safe but small.

You get to want more. And to actually move toward it, instead of just watching it from a distance.

If any part of you has been sitting on this all weekend, this is the moment.

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Speak to you soon. 💛

~your coach~
Chelsea

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Chelsea Wambui

You are not the cards you were dealt.

A lot of us picked up a story…that this is just how life is for me.

I remember being told as a child that I just had to understand the circumstances that life gave me. I HATED hearing the words “you must understand”.

If other people can have what you want, why should you be the one to understand life?

The life you want is easily accessible to you.

But you can’t reach for something you won’t even let yourself acknowledge wanting.

That’s the work I do in these calls. Not woo woo. Not positive thinking. Not ignore reality.

It’s IDENTITY LEVEL RECALIBRATION.

I find the story that’s running the show. I show you how it’s influencing your behaviour. And hence creating the reality that you’re tired of seeing.

I then give you a tailored plan to not only unblock it but to also access a higher mind that transcends that identity hence creating your dream life.

A few slots are still open from this weekend’s consultation promotion.

$250 instead of $350, payment must be received within the promotion period which ends at 11:45pm (London Time) Sunday, 2nd August 2026. The call itself can happen whenever works for you.

If you’re ready to start living the life you desire, this is a low risk way in. Because let’s face it, not everyone is in a position to invest thousands of dollars into coaching.

Book your slot here 👇🏽(use code: WEEKEND at checkout for $100 off)

calendly.com/contact-chelseawambui/new-meeting

Speak to you soon 💛

~your coach~
Chelsea

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Chelsea Wambui

If that video hit something in you, this is for you💛.

Almost 150k of you have watched “Manifesting vs Fantasising” video. 750 comments, 12k likes and hundreds of DMs.

Many of you have reached out wanting to go deeper into your own patterns. The gap between what you’re picturing and what you’re actually building in real life.

This weekend, I’m opening 5 one-off consultation spots at $250 (normally $350). This is a one time chance to sit with me directly and get clear on what’s actually running the show underneath your goals.

How it works:
- $100 off, this weekend only.

- Payment must be made before 11:45pm (London Time) Sunday, 2nd August 2026.

- The session itself can be scheduled for a date and time that works best for you (not necessarily this weekend)

- Only 5 spots available. Currently, there’s 4 out of 5 spots remaining. Once they’re gone, the promo closes.

If you’ve been watching from the sidelines wondering whether this work is for you, this is the low-risk way in.


Book your session here:👇🏽(use code: WEEKEND at checkout for $100 off)

calendly.com/contact-chelseawambui/new-meeting

See you soon💛

~Your Coach~
Chelsea

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