Well hey there, Hot Stuff! 

I’m Traci Elliott and I make no apologizes for encouraging women to decide, and get, exactly what they want.

Not what the kids want.

Not what your husband wants.

Not what your parents want(ed).

What YOU want

So, who am I to do help you do this?

Here’s how my professional qualifications will help you:

I’m a sought-after Veteran Architect (this makes me laser-focused on flushing out dreams, creating functional beauty and producing detailed plans-o-action in creating it)

I’m a Seasoned Project Manager (I know how to get those dreams DONE with a timely, well-organized system)

A Triple-Certified Life Coach (I know how to obliterate the drama involved in the effort it takes to create the dream you’ve been avoiding or putting on hold)

And a Veteran Fitness Pro for 20 years (this just shows I know how to kick ass and “motivate” action)

What’s this all got to do with getting what you want? 


What do they all have in common?  

Your Personal Transformation. 

My #1 passion is helping YOU get what you want…..

No more excuses.  No more people pleasing.  No more waiting.

Too many amazing women have been standing on the sidelines, staying small, cheering everyone else on, working like a dog……all while ignoring their own hopes and dreams.  

It’s time to do this.  It’s time to get what you really want.  What you really…..need.

  • more confidence
  • more clarity and focus
  • more vitality and strength
  • more control & support in your environment
  • more love and passion
  • more money and freedom
  • more meaning and growth
  • and more damn FUN and adventure!

HERE’S MY STORY OF TRANSFORMATION (if you’re interested):

In 2014, I was told I had a large, dense mass during a mammogram. 

Yah, that kind of mass.

My first thought? 

“Boy, what a cliche’.  Of course!  I’m a woman and I’m just over 40.”

But then I immediately thought about everyone else….

What about my kids?  My husband?  My mom?

What about my business?  How was I going to serve my clients?

Normal, concerned thoughts, I guess.

But what didn’t I ask? 

What about…..me

Crazy, right?

I didn’t even think once how this diagnosis was going to affect me.


But that’s how I had lived my entire life…..putting everyone else first.

But thanks to the Universe offering me up this big “A-ha” moment, I was ready to take responsibility for what I had created.


I was chronically 20 lbs overweight (because I would exercise for hours, eat like a bird until 5pm……and then, of course, lose my sh*t and go off the rails.

I drank wine to tolerate myself AND cure my boredom with my life (which left me hungover and crabby).

I overspent money on stuff I didn’t need (which put me in a revolving cycle of having to work my butt off at a business I didn’t really like to pay for it all.

I blamed everyone and everything on how shitty life felt.  Except for taking a long, hard look in the mirror at who had created it all.

And that includes the lump.

I was doing all the things for all the peoples.

Playdates, art projects, zoo trips, 4-course meals & entertaining like a mad-woman all while chasing the forever-elusive 6-pack and building a multiple 6-figure business.

No wonder my body said “NO MORE!”

I hated my life.  I was exhausted, depressed and miserable.

Sitting there with that lump in my chest (both figuratively and literally)….

I needed to make some BIG changes.   


Did I go back to the same old me?

No way.

I wasn’t going to just “let life happen” to me anymore like I was some kind of Victim (with a capital “V”).

I had all the resources and created that life anyway.

I now I had all those resources to do it differently.

I was going to live it on purpose.

I was going change no matter what.  


Some of my results were gradual.

And some of it happened right away.


I made a decision.

I decided to be who I wanted to become.

I didn’t wait to feel like it.  I didn’t wait to have it.

I was her NOW.  

And that woman was a Total Badass.

When I first started out I was totally afraid, but just started to try stuff anyway.  (Remember: I decided I was a Badass and Badasses do stuff in spite of fear.)

I was also really, really stuck.  I mean concreted into the ground 4 feet Stuck.  But I forced myself to get off the couch and say “Yes!”

I explored new places, people and things. 

I even went out alone.  No matter how stupid I felt.

Don’t get me wrong, this was all very uncomfortable.

But I had made a promise to myself and I just wouldn’t break it one more time. 

How many times have you done that?  Broken a promise to yourself?

I guess the death scare was what finally did it for me.  Again, “thank you Universe!”

So, for the last time, I made a promise to myself that I would start living like I wanted to. 

It really was as simple as that decision.  But I am still baffled at how hard I wanted to make everything.

I decided to do it unapologetically, bravely, boldly.

Even when it felt scary.

Even when it felt uncomfortable.

And even when everyone thought I was crazy.

I didn’t have the results yet. 

I didn’t always feel like it.

I just did it because I believed I deserved it and could truly have it.


I lost the weight by loving my body & eating whole, nourishing foods when hungry and stopping when satisfied.

I stopped whipping myself over-exercising and found fun and exciting new ways to stay fit.

I stopped over-drinking and started enjoying a glass of wine once in awhile instead of needing  it.

I stopped buying useless shit I didn’t need and started spending my money on experiences and beautiful, high-quality things

I simplified my home & obligations and found more time to explore my world and have some damn FUN.

I said good-bye to a career that was sucking my joy and found a calling I loved.

I left my old, toxic relationships behind and found the love of my life and true friends that inspire and support me

stopped doubting and talking sh*t about myself and learned true self-compassion, love and belief.

But most importantly…..I found me.