Camille Ellis Life Coach

05/30/2026

I had the pleasure of working with Neal Pearlberg and The 831 ☺️ Check it out here 👇🏼

Camille Ellis is an Award Winning Grief Coach, if you think she cou...

05/19/2026

We think the craziest thoughts without realizing it. Just like my thought about the palm reader saying I didn’t want to grieve. At the time I made that mean, I was doing it wrong. I felt offended by her words and this is why it stayed with me.

First off, there is no wrong way to grieve. Secondly, it doesn’t matter what others say or think. Thirdly, checkin with yourself and your heart to know what’s right for you.

I love seeing things for exactly what they are. Grief is what it is, it can be heavy and it can be light. It’s knowing how you want to be with it and that you have the ability to be exactly that ♥️

05/08/2026

Our brains are a massive storytellers. It's amazing. The stories that our brain offers us. The most important thing we can do is listen to it and see if any of it is helping us. When my son died, all I could hear were all the negative stories about;

How I would survive it,
How I would live on.

I was depressed with; the thought of never seeing what he was going to turn out to be as an adult.

He was such an interesting person to watch, develop. For 18 plus years. I watched him grow and change. And it was amazing. It was also very challenging. He could be the most difficult person you ever met. He was also one of the smartest. He was incredibly handsome, talented, athletic, popular, smart. Funny. I could go on and on. And there I was, looking at my loss and how I wouldn't see him as an adult. I wasn't going to be able to watch him laugh anymore. It brought me to the worst place anyone can go.

Complete misery.

But I was paying attention to my stories. I realized they were all very selfish.

I was only thinking about myself. And everything I lost.

I want to warn you, this is where your misery lives.

It's really important to pay attention to your stories!

Once I caught on to my selfishness, I could see, I wasn't paying attention.

I wasn't paying attention to what was really beautiful.

And that was his life and the way he lived it.

This was not about me. This was all about him. And this was his life and it came to an end.

I truly believe in my heart and soul; Life ends exactly when it's supposed to.

I felt knew it then. I know it now. I don't have control and neither do you.

But we can control what I do with our stories.

So I made a decision; I would only focus on his life, knowing it came to an end.

He left, an imprint on me, on everyone he met. And it was amazing. It was beautiful. We all learned something from him. And many of us learned a lot.

I really love and honor life and everything it offers. I want to offer you to do the same.

Offer your life to make a difference.

Let the lives that you lost make a difference in a positive way. The most beautiful, constructive, growing, purposeful way you can think of.

I was meant to be here on this earth, and be living this life.

To have the children I have.
To lose the one I lost.

I believe it was all designed.
Designed for me to do what I wanted to do with it.
How I could be more because of everything I learned.
I could be better, because of everything I felt.

And I could help you do the same.

Let this life be a gift. Let yourself be a gift. Not just to other people. But to yourself. We all should live our best life, and do our best, and appreciate our mistakes. Laugh at ourselves, enjoy the moment, even the bad ones.

You're going to have up and down days. That's life.

What you do with it is what makes the difference.

So listen to your stories.
Be really clear.

You don't read a book, you don't like, you put it down. So put the stories down that don't help you.

Message me if you need help ♥️

Have a beautiful day

04/28/2026

Most people don’t realize this:

The story you keep repeating in your mind
is shaping how you feel, decide, and act.

Not every thought is true.
And not every thought deserves your belief.

When I learned to question my own thinking, everything changed.

If a story isn’t helping you—
you don’t have to keep it.

You can put it down.

What story have you been carrying that might not be true anymore?

04/22/2026

Find the Beauty in Grief

Grief doesn’t just break your heart—
it changes who you are.

One day, you recognize your life.
The next… you don’t.

Loss isn’t always death.
It can be a relationship, a dream, your health, or a version of you that no longer exists.

And when it happens, everything feels unfamiliar.

Most of us try to escape it.

We stay busy.
We distract ourselves.
We try to be strong.

But grief doesn’t work like that.

You don’t get around it—
you go through it.

When I lost my son, my thoughts were heavy:

I’ll never truly be happy again.
Why is this happening to me?
How do I keep loving anything after this?

It felt like my life disappeared with him.

What changed wasn’t time.

It was allowing it.

Instead of asking “Why me?”
I asked “Why not me?”

Not from blame—
from acceptance.

I wouldn’t give this pain to someone else.
So why was I resisting being human?

And when I stopped resisting…
something shifted.

Slowly—

Strength.
Perspective.
Love.

Because grief doesn’t exist without love.

It is love—just in its most painful form.

And if you stay with it long enough, you’ll see something else:

Beauty.

Not in the loss—
but in the love that came before it.

I was given the gift of my son’s life.

And that is something grief can never take away.

🤍

04/16/2026

Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to change other people. Unfortunately, we can’t, but we can change ourselves to be what we want under challenging circumstances. It’s all about choice and follow through. Let others be as they are and let yourself be better by responding or not responding, whatever leaves you feeling better.

Make it a great day 😎

04/15/2026

Thank you Santa Cruz! I’m honored ☺️

I feel so lucky to be a part of our community and to be of service to help you ✨

Thank you Thank you Thank you

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04/14/2026

Growing with grief…

I’ve been told to share more about my grief.

But part of me always thinks…
“People are probably tired of hearing my story.”

Then I remember—

Life is a story.
And we all tell it differently.

Even the hard parts.

💔

When I lost my son, I didn’t try to get rid of my grief.

Because you can’t.

Grief stays.
It’s heavy.
It’s painful.
It changes you.

And I felt all of it.

The heartbreak.
The thoughts I didn’t want to have.
The fear of never being the same.
The days where even breathing felt hard.

I let myself feel it.

But I also asked myself something that changed everything:

How can I learn to love my life… even with this loss?

Not love the pain.
But stop fighting reality.

🌱

And slowly… I started to grow.

At the same time I was breaking,
I was also expanding.

I chose not to become less because of my son—
I chose to become more because of him.

More present.
More loving.
More aware.

Today, my grief is still here.

But so is peace.
So is love.
So is gratitude.

✨

You don’t have to erase your pain to grow.

You can grow with it ♥️

04/13/2026

So much fun building a fort last night with my grand twins ♥️♥️

Playing farmers market was the cutest game and watching their imaginations of life, adorable 🥰

They continue to fill me up with love and gratitude 🙏