About Me

Candace Folden, Coach-Therapist

High School Graduation

Candace Folden - High School

Me: Age 3

Baby Candace Folden

Candace Folden, M.S., LPC


It is 6 AM in June of 2004..  I am sitting at the beach on these huge rocks watching the sun come up over the ocean.  In my lap is my trusty, weathered journal that has held my inner thoughts for years.

I am writing to my family, expressing long-hidden feelings and well concealed truths. The hot tears stream down my face as I write frantically, my pen flying across the blank pages.  The sun rises and I hear the seagulls looking for breakfast.  The beach is still deserted at this hour. If there had been a passerby, they might have thought that  I was a young woman who had risen early to watch the sunrise, write in her journal, connect with herself and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

They would not have been more wrong.  They would not have seen the bottle of pills I had beside me, or known that I was writing goodbye letters to my family. They could not have known that I had driven through the night to get to the beach after learning about another of my partner’s betrayals. I hopped in my car because I did not know how to be with myself and the pain.

I felt utterly lost, confused, alone, helpless and ashamed.  But the causal observer would not have known that either because I hid all that pain behind a smile. and the trappings of success.  I had a Master’s Degree, a full time job, I owned my own condo, and paid my bills.  It looked like I really had my shit together, but I was crumbling on the inside.  By now the tears had become full body sobs, and in that moment, I knew things had to change.  I knew I had to change.

I made three decisions that morning on those rocks:
1) There was a better life  out there. for me.  I was meant for more, whatever that looked like
2)I had to be the one to find that life.  I had to step into my own power and be my own heroine..  I could not wait any longer for someone  or something outside of me to save me.
3) Only a full on, 100&% commitment to my own healing was going to suffice at this point.  No more half ass attempts to recover myself.  Whatever it took, no matter the cost or disruption to my life.

I left the beach that day still scared about the unknown future ahead of me.  But i also felt the first stirrings of hope, expansion and possibility. Immense relief flooded through me because I had made an unwavering commitment to create a different life fro myself.

A life of freedom, peace, joy, connection laughter, lightness, play, fun, abundance,acceptance, grace, ease and flow.  A life where I was thriving instead of merely getting by, just going through the motions of my own personal Groundhog Day.  I knew i needed to stop hiding and find a community of safe people to whom I could speak freely and honestly.   I had been pretending for so long that nobody knew how I was really feeling.

When I became willing to  risk sharing myself, those people and I found each other. And they loved me, held me and supported me.  For the first time in my life, I was connecting with people based on who I was, not who I thought they wanted or expected me to be.

It was a wonderful start, but I knew I needed more, to go deeper and face myself head on.   I began to search again, and that led me to a healing retreat  for 90 days in rural Kentucky.  There, I finally started to understand why I had felt broken, invisible unimportant, alone, and unworthy my entire life.  I began to put the pieces together and heal from the inside out.  It was not a quick fix, and was often very painful, but man, was it worth it!

I came home with an unshakable sense of my own value and preciousness that I still have to this day.

Do I sometimes forget this?  Of course!  We all do.  But the difference now is that my worth is not dependent people or circumstances outside of me.  It is inner driven and inner supported.

My time in Kentucky was so powerful and profoundly transformational.  I  knew I was called to share the process with as many women as possible.
Although I had been practicing as a therapist prior to this 90 days, (click here to see my fancy pants credentials) I was getting only mediocre results for my clients.  I understand now that was a direct reflection of the mediocre commitment I had made to my own evolution. Once I started using what I had learned , coupled with other modalities, experiences, lessons, intuition, and yes, my own failure and mistakes, I began to see tremendous shifts for my clients.

-Lifelong false beliefs were shattered.
-Blocks and obstacles to self love disappeared.
-Loneliness was replaced with connection and community,
-Confusion was replaced with clarity,
-Frustration was replaced with understanding,
-Passivity was replaced with bold movement and inspired action.
-These woman came alive. They glowed.  They sparkled like the shimmery diamonds they had been all along.
-They attracted relationships, careers  and amazing opportunities that deeply resonated with their authentic selves.

It was, and continues to be, one of the most exciting and humbling things I have had the privilege of witnessing.  And this transformation is available for you too.

If you are still reading this, there is a strong chance you desire a similar shift  for yourself.   Here’s the good news:  You are no different than any of these women!  The only thing separating you from them at this moment is your answer to the following question:
Are you ready to say YES to yourself?

It’s no accident that you found me.  You have been searching for a long time.  You see yourself in my words. You are in resonance with this vibration. And perhaps this scares you.  It terrified me!  A little secret?  I wanted to throw up on my entire 10 hour drive to Kentucky!  But I went because my core, my essence was screaming at me to do this work.  I have a hunch that yours is too.

Ask yourself:
– How long are you going to put this off?
-When are you going to stop ignoring your own voice, your own truth?
-What’s it gonna take for you stop running from yourself?

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Before my work with Candace, I was so overwhelmed by the need to be perfect and in-control. I could never live up to my own expectations, and nothing and nobody else could either. It got to the point where nearly every day I was feeling overworked, beaten down, unloved and unappreciated—and I didn’t know why. I was defensive and reactive with coworkers and my partner. Eventually my situation got so out of control that I began having debilitating panic attacks and severe insomnia.

That’s what brought me to Candace, and I’m so glad it did. Candace helped me unpack my perfectionism and emotional baggage. Her unique process helped me to discover where I collected all of these shaming messages, to identify all the ways shame has dragged me down, and then to minimize the shame I experience in my day-to-day life.

I’m no longer a passive observer to my own life—I’m an active participant in it. I feel more alive than I ever have before, more in tune with what I want and need, and more confident that I have the tools to CREATE the life I want. If it weren’t for my work with Candace, I feel sure I would never have received a promotion at work. I would never have been able to be so honest in my relationships. Life felt heavy and hard before. And while it will never be “perfect,” my life feels lighter, easier and more exciting. With Candace’s guidance, I have become my own best advocate

Perfection and Control…. was killing me!

These Lyrics and My Life Journey

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out onto Grey Street
But she thinks hey
How did I come to this
I dreamed myself a million times around the world
But I can’t get out of this place

Oh, there’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together
To grey, and it breaks her heart

Oh how she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears he doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her he might
She says I pray
But all of my prayers fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take it on myself
To get out of this place

Oh there’s a loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now,
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together
To grey, and it breaks her heart

There’s a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
Oh it’d take the work out of courage
But she says please
There’s a crazy man that’s creeping outside my door
I live on the corner of Grey Street
And the end of the world

Oh there’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now,
It’s more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together
To grey, and it breaks her heart
Oh it breaks her heart
To grey


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Candace Folden
Solstice Counseling and Consulting Services, PLLC
2012 New Garden Road, Suite E
Greensboro, NC 27410

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