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Hello Beautiful Soul!

I'm Nicole Nenninger.

I'm here to help you live a better life. Wait...an AMAZING life! For over 10 years, I've worked with hundreds of clients from around the world who struggle with issues such as midlife angst, anxiety, mindset & limiting beliefs, self-esteem & confidence, goal setting & productivity, life purpose, relationships, and divorce & breakups. I've seen a lot. I've also seen what works and what doesn't.

Working with me is easy, fun, connects you with your higher self, rediscovers your intuition and leads you towards the life you dream about, the relationship you have always wanted, more love, fun, and ease.



"Don't come out of your room! Just stay there!" My dad was yelling at my mother to wake up. As a seven year old, I'd never heard this kind of fear before. My sisters and I peered out from behind a bedroom door, terrified. Sirens screamed in the distance. We listened as we heard the emergency vehicles screeching to a halt in front of our home. 

Two EMTs raced up the stairs, and burst into the room where my mother lay unresponsive. They placed her on a stretcher, trying to revive her as they hurriedly made their way down the stairs, into the waiting ambulance. At one point, she vomited, leaving us with hope that she'd be okay. 

My mother was 6 months pregnant when she suffered a pulmonary embolism that day. She never came back home. The baby didn't survive either. We headed off to school with a neighbor never to see her, hear her or smell her beautiful scent again. 

We were met at our small Catholic elementary school by our grandparents. The nuns all knew of our mother's passing, but we were told when we reached their car.

"Your mother's in heaven now. She loves you very much."

Stunned, we three now motherless girls sat in the back of the car unable to truly understand that she was gone from this Earth. I searched everywhere for her. I didn't comprehend that she had died. Where was heaven? Could she come back and go to the mall to shop? My seven-year old mind couldn't make sense of "being in heaven." Telling us literally, that she had died (but her spirit was still very much alive) would have made it easier to process that she really wasn't coming back.

Of course, in time, I realized the enormity of that day and the untimely passing of my beautiful soul of a mother.  I had been adopted at 6 weeks old, with my twin, and was blessed 14 months later, with their biological child and younger sister. Being adopted, then presented with a biological child, created some wrinkles in family relationships and personal self-esteem. I've struggled with feelings of being a burden and not being good enough. I've been through enough therapy now, combined with age and wisdom, to know that these beliefs aren't going to resolve on their own. But I digress...

After her passing, I couldn't help but feel like I owed it to her memory to create an extraordinary life. That's a lot of pressure for a young girl and adult.

For 30+ years, my life was defined by this event. In the early years, my father channeled his grief into his work; my sisters and I went through years of neglect. 

My father remarried- not just to some stranger, but my teacher, a nun who taught at the Catholic school where I found a few moments of peace a day. My school had become a refuge with the friends I made and the nuns who looked out after us. It was our family away from family. 

When my father and stepmother married, we left this school because of the implications of marrying a nun who taught there.

Yeah...Except this was not the "Sound of Music" kind of ending you might be thinking happened to us...

Then came the abuse - physical, emotional, and psychological. My already high anxiety skyrocketed. Migraines became the norm and I began pulling out my hair as a way to relieve some of the incredible strain and stress. I was a hot mess, but I kept it remarkably under wraps for a long time.


College was an escape from my home life, but I couldn't shake the omnipresent and overwhelming anxiety and stress that comes from that kind of trauma.

Wherever you go, there you are. Wherever I went, my childhood came with me.

At one point, I didn't leave my college apartment except for food. Eventually, I flunked out because I couldn't bring myself to go to classes. My childhood crap cost me a college degree back then - but it cost me so much more than just that. 


A few years later, I got married and settled down. My old childhood baggage continued to permeate my life. I thought I could put it behind me.  I was wrong.

I tried to manage my life as best I could, but when my 17-year marriage started crumbling apart, I had my first anxiety attack. It was terrifying! I had no idea what was happening to me. I was so scared!

At that point, I decided to change my life and to get serious about doing something about the overwhelming anxiety and emotional pain. Didn't I owe this to my mother - a life cut way too short?

My childhood had held me back long enough. I had missed out on way too much.

Addressing the emotional pain and trauma from my childhood became a priority for me just prior to my marriage starting to crumble. Therapy was one way to confront the anxiety about my marriage.

I also dragged my husband to marriage counseling. Heart pounding during our first marriage counseling session , I asked a really tough question.


This question, rooted in the possibility of loss, confronted an issue that was incredibly scary. What if he was? 

I sensed he was - so then what do I do? At that point in my life, the only thing that gave me solace was being a mother to our 3 girls. I didn't have a college degree. I didn't have a job. I didn't have financial independence. I didn't have anything except being a mom.

Looking back on this time of my life, I can see now that both of us were almost forty. He was having a midlife crisis and acted it out externally. He got a sports car, he started dressing flashier, he began caring deeply about his appearance, and he found a new "best friend."

I, on the other hand, began feeling a lot of inner angst. I knew I could do more with my life and that to do so, meant I would have to do some heavy excavating on myself by going to therapy and doing a ton of personal development work. I had completed almost a year of therapy before a bomb went off. That bomb was finding out about my ex's affair. With a man.


I found the proof of his affair in incriminating emails. Reading them and then confronting him took all the strength I had. For two weeks afterward, I went into shock. I didn't eat, didn't sleep, could barely bring myself to do anything except cry. 

I would then go through a lengthy divorce. I became a single mother without a job or college degree. 

I went deep into my childhood baggage, my marriage to a gay man who hid his sexuality, and you know what? I got my life back. I recognized I had an opportunity to start my life over from scratch. I had a fresh canvas in which I could create anything I wanted. I would honor my mother's legacy by being an incredible role model for my 3 girls.

I worked with an EMDR therapist. I did EFT tapping. I did hypnosis. These are incredibly  powerful methods to use when you want to work on the "hard stuff" in your life. The crap I was carrying not just from my childhood, but from the life-altering, crappy realization that my whole life was turned upside down.

Looking back, I felt like hell back then. Beyond words! That was my "dark night of the soul" experience. You never think the end will come and you'll be at peace again. But already, a few weeks after learning about my ex-husband's affair, I could feel my strength coming through. Since that fateful day of finding out about the affair, I have gone through a horrendous divorce, but I also found my strength (and my soul mate!). 

I determined those 15 years ago to spend my life helping other women move past childhood baggage, anxiety, shame, lack of confidence, self-criticism, and all the other roadblocks we face and move into a life of harmony, peace of mind, and joy. I've invested over 20 years in academic education and research, obtaining my bachelors then 2 masters degrees (in psychology and marriage a& family therapy) plus training in hypnosis, EFT tapping, Reiki, counseling, and coaching. 

What is this doing to you every day in the deepest parts of your body and spirit? When was the last time you felt joy and aliveness? 

Some people are born to be doctors. Others, teachers. If you're lucky and work hard you work in a field that fits you.

I feel so incredibly blessed. I help people change their life. To do that, I invested my time developing an expertise not founded on just a "certification" but an approach grounded in research, understanding, and experience. This is how I can help to manifest change in a positive and caring manner.

This is my life. This is my work. This is my passion.

I chose this field after going through some incredible challenges. And, I refused to be beaten. I live my life the way I learned- to make life a beautiful, heart-centered place. To live life with integrity, grace, and authenticity. I don't think you can do that if you're trying to sell somebody all the time. I won't sell you.

I wasn't satisfied with getting a certificate so I went back to school to get my first Master's degree in Psychology.

Okay, but, that was still not enough. Individual psychology left out the important dynamic of how families and relationships affect our sense of well-being and happiness in the world. So, I went back to school to get a 2nd Master's degree. This time in Marriage and Family Therapy. Here, I focused on how the systems that we all live in (including you) can be changed for the better.

8 years of post-graduate study and research still wasn't enough...

Then, I spent 18 months in a high-intensity internship working with all types of clients. I worked with clients in individual, couples, families, and group settings to resolve issues from addictions to abuse to low self-esteem, and any other of the challenging human conditions we experience. I helped them get past their old road blocks and into a better place-today.

Women who had anxiety, depression, and low self-esteem felt better. Women who were in troubled relationships started to see change. Women who were involved with addictive partners were able to finally see themselves as powerful and to make changes from this place.

The results my clients got are the reason why I invested my life, my time and my money-- to help women and couples develop a better life than what they're living today.

The greatest athletes, the greatest actors, the greatest in any field surround themselves with people who can help. They hire coaches to help them reach their excellence. They invest in themselves because they value their worth.

Through working with me, we'll:

  • Create clarity and a vision to get you to your goals faster. Know exactly what you want, where you're headed, and what you need to do to make it happen.
  • Uncover hidden road blocks that could be sabotaging your success.
    Get the help you need to move forward. You may not even realize why it's been difficult to make lasting changes or what's been slowing you down.
  • Gain momentum and motivation.
    It's like having a fast-forward button. I'll support and guide you. I'll hold you accountable and cheer you on every step of the way. Like your own personal cheerleader with a little bit of referee thrown in!






26 years old

Nicole has helped me so much. My coworkers, my family, and my friends have all noticed a huge difference. I wanted to work on my anxiety and I was unhappy with my boss.  After working with Nicole, my anxiety has gone way down AND I didn’t have to quit my job. I learned that the way I was looking at it affected the way I felt about it. Sooo grateful for coaching- I should have done this sooner! 


44 years old

I was having relationship issues with my husband and I thought I would try coaching. My husband didn’t want to participate so I wasn’t sure if it would help, but I was willing to try anything. I’m so glad I did. Nicole has such a great way of listening and helping me sort out all the stuff going on in my head. I blamed my husband for a lot of my unhappiness and in hindsight, I can see how that affected the way I was toward him. Not that he’s perfect, but I definitely look at him differently now. I have the tools now, that if we get in a rut again, I’ll know what to do. And, if I don’t, I know where to go- Nicole! Best investment in myself and my relationship I could ever make. 

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