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Life & Work with Charlene Goa

Today we’d like to introduce you to Charlene Goa.

Charlene Goa

Hi Charlene , thanks for joining us today. We’d love for you to start by introducing yourself.
In 2018, my heart shattered all over again when the man I believed was my soulmate left without explanation. I was blindsided. One minute I imagined a future together, the next I was ghosted, deleted, abandoned.

The pain was excruciating. I cried endless tears and begged for another chance, clinging to any hope we could rebuild what crumbled. But my pleading met deaf ears. He had already moved on, leaving me drowning in heartbreak and confusion.

It gutted me to my core. I’d given him my everything (so I believed), believing he was The One, only to realize I’d fallen for another counterfeit of love.

Why did this keep happening? Why did I keep choosing men who I feel use and abuse my heart? Where was this desperation to be loved coming from? I realized a pattern that traced back to childhood – watching my dad break vows and betray our family. If my own father couldn’t be true, how could any man?

But it went deeper than that. It was then that I realized I had been hiding from a deeper wound – the rejection from my father’s side of the family. As a child, their indifference toward me planted seeds of unworthiness that grew vines around my heart.

I wore rejection as my armor, keeping even those who cared at a distance. Heartbreak after heartbreak only affirmed what I had known since childhood – I was unworthy, defective, broken, and impossible to love fully.

Miami (my ex) was just the final straw that broke me open and forced me to face my deepest wounds – the ones I’d tried to patch up with surface-level fixes that never lasted. I had to let go of the pain I’d clung to for so long.

Finally, I got real with myself. I turned inward, and asked God to renew my heart. I knew He could take my tattered, doubted self and transform me with His perfect love.

Out of the ashes, I discovered my true worth. And found purpose in helping other women unearth their wholeness too. My mess became my message. My bygone heartbreaks, my breakthrough.

We all face challenges, but looking back would you describe it as a relatively smooth road?
Entrepreneurship is more than just building a business—it’s a big bang. When I first decided to turn my passion into a profession, I discovered that success goes far beyond spreadsheets and business plans. It’s a deeply intimate path with self.

The challenges of entrepreneurship run much deeper than typical business obstacles. They penetrate our emotional core, revealing hidden fears and vulnerabilities that often remain buried in traditional corporate environments. Every deadline, financial challenge, and professional demand becomes a mirror reflecting our inner landscape—pushing us to confront aspects of ourselves we might have long avoided.

Success isn’t about dodging these challenges, but courageously walking through them. We must recognize that our journey involves more than external achievements; it’s an intricate process of emotional, spiritual, and mental development. The most significant barriers aren’t found in market conditions or competition, but in our own unresolved patterns, wounds, and fears.

My personal experience taught me that true entrepreneurship is a profound healing journey. During my entrepreneurial rock bottom, God depleted me, so He could reveal my true identity and character, which completely reshaped my understanding. What I initially saw as a mere business venture became a meaningful ministry—a calling that transcended traditional professional boundaries.

Can you tell our readers more about what you do and what you think sets you apart from others?
Heartbreak Coach… aka The Intimacy Maven

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