Meet Fabienne
Meet Fabienne
You’re Not the Boss of Me
I was born backwards—a breech baby—and that set the tone for everything that followed. When someone tells me “you can’t do this,” my first thought is always: “Watch me.”
At five years old, I packed a small bag in the middle of the night, preparing for a 6km walk to my grandparents’ house. Not because I was running away, but because I felt called to something more authentic. That was the first time others realized what I’ve always known: rules are suggestions I consider optional.
Born to Lead, Without Permission
Leadership found me naturally—or perhaps I found it—because I’ve never waited for permission. From earning captain’s badges in Girl Scouts (where I mastered survival skills that would serve me far beyond campfires), to leading tennis teams to victory, to stepping up as PTA president when everyone else stepped back, to fighting for my neighborhood as association president—I’ve always been the one who moves forward when others hesitate.
Guided
Freedom has been my north star. I’ve burned down entire chapters of my life when they no long-er fit—a law career in Brussels, a marriage, even selling my house in New York to leap into the unknown. Not recklessly, but with the bone-deep certainty that comes from listening to your in-ner compass, even when everyone else thinks you’ve lost yours.
All Heart, Hard Lessons
My empathy is both my superpower and my kryptonite. It allows me to create safe spaces where others can transform, but I’ve had to learn the hard way about protecting my energy from those who would drain it. I absorb emotions like a sponge—a gift when channeled properly, a burden when I forget my boundaries.
I’ve gone all in on everything that’s ever captured my passion—sometimes to the point of burn-out. I’ve built businesses, coached high-achievers, and helped women navigate the stormy waters of divorce. I’ve also crashed spectacularly, more than once, when my rebellious spirit pushed me beyond what my body could sustain.
Trust in the Unfolding
Through these peaks and valleys, I’ve discovered the paradoxical power of non-forcing. When I trust life’s rhythm instead of fighting it, magic happens. It’s the quiet rebellion of surrender—not giving up, but allowing life to unfold with a deep-rooted belief that I will always land on my feet.
For years, I didn’t know it was okay to be a rebel. The world tries to squeeze free spirits into tidy boxes so everyone else can feel safe. But I’ve come to understand that rebels like us don’t just break rules for the sake of chaos—we challenge them because we see the fear hiding behind them. We’re more fearless, more willing to face uncertainty, and ultimately more alive.
Today, I don’t just break the rules.
I create new ones.
And if you’re a high-achieving rebel who’s tired of living by someone else’s blueprint—if you’ve been wildly successful but secretly exhausted—know this: that restlessness you feel isn’t wrong. It’s your inner wisdom telling you there’s another way. Your way.
Because we both know:
nobody gets to be the boss of you.