Have you ever been called delusional?

They used to call me delusional for believing in a life that didn't exist yet,
For seeing things no one else could see.

There was a version of me who lived in a small town (20,000 people) in the Urals.

A version of me who felt like she couldn’t breathe.

Everyone around me talked about wanting more… a different life, a different city, a different reality.
But it was always just talk.
Dreams lived in conversations, not in decisions.

And I remember sitting there, feeling it in my body:
"this cannot be my life".

They called me delusional when I said I was moving to Moscow.
Because moving to Moscow from that town… it wasn’t “normal.” It wasn’t “easy.” It wasn’t “realistic.”
Moving to Moscow was like moving to another country - I had to apply for a "green card".

But I went. I shared a small room with 4 more women at a dorm for a while.

Then they called me delusional again when I decided to move to the United States.
Another country. Another language. Another impossible leap.

No clear path.
No guarantees.

But I went.

And when I decided to build a life here… not just one business, but several businesses,
money, a reality that felt like my version of the American dream,
again… delusional.

And maybe the most “illogical” one was opening a brand new franchise and
packing up a U-Haul in one trip and moving from Buffalo to Ohio like it was already handled, already done.

No evidence.
No perfect plan.
Just a decision.

Looking back now, I understand something I didn’t have words for then:

I wasn’t delusional.
I was certain.

I decided… and then I lived like it was already done.

And every time I did that,
reality rearranged itself to meet me there.

So if you’ve ever been called delusional…
too much… too unrealistic… too dreamy…
If you’ve ever felt that quiet knowing in your body that your life gets to be bigger,
richer, more expansive than what you currently see,

I know you.

Because I am you.

And what I didn’t have back then…
was a space where that version of me was supported.

A room where being “delusional” wasn’t judged—
it was normalized.
Expanded.
Activated.

A room where women weren’t shrinking their vision to fit reality…
they were expanding reality to match their vision.

That space now exists.

I created it from the same “delusion” that built my life.

The Delusional Mastermind — 8 weeks

A space for the ones who see beyond the 3D.
Who feel something more… even when there’s no evidence yet.
Who are ready to stop explaining their vision—and start living it.

If you’ve been called delusional…
you’re not disqualified.

You’re exactly who this is for.

And if there’s a dream you haven’t said out loud yet…
this is the room that can hold it with you until it becomes your reality.

Details are HERE.

And if you have questions, you can hit REPLY and ASK.

I will be living in my delusional world.

Jewels

And, if you are asking: "HOW?", stay tune for Part 2 tomorrow.