I’m LEANne SIA
Most women don't have a strategy problem. They have a hesitation problem. And hesitation is expensive.
I'm Leanne Sia. I remove the identity blocks that are costing capable women real revenue — so they can sell, lead, and move like the big fucking deal they already are.
Hi, I'm Leanne. And yes — this is my about page, which means I need to somehow convince you I'm brilliant at what I do, that I'm the real deal, and that working with me will be one of the best decisions you've ever made for your business. No pressure then.
Here's what I know: the women who land on this page are brilliant. They're already good at what they do. They just haven't fully owned it yet. And that gap, between what you're capable of and what you're currently claiming, is costing you. In money, in opportunities, and my personal favourite, ‘pinch-me moments’.
That's exactly why you're here.
I should probably warn you: this bit gets a little real.
I grew up in a council house in a northern working class town with a single mum. I had an amazing childhood — but I never felt special enough. I was never chosen, no one fancied me, and I always felt like an underdog. Not exactly the origin story you'd put on a highlight reel. Bear with me.
Fast forward to my 30s and I had stinking health anxiety. My therapist told me it was because I didn't feel worthy of the life I had. Having a wonderful life in Dubai actually made it worse — my brain kept looking for ways something was going to go wrong.
Then the A-HA moment. I realised my inner critic had been running the show my entire life — relationships, uni choices, career choices. I literally thought other people knew what was best for me more than I did.
The catalyst for changing that wasn't even my own anxiety. It was my daughters. I didn't want them to grow up like me — believing they just weren't special enough for certain things. So I broke up with my inner critic, cultivated self-worth, and it changed the trajectory of my life.
Since 2021 I've had a fully-booked coaching business — Maldives twice, Orlando twice, Singapore, Thailand, Lapland, a dream home designed by an architect whose TV show we binged, on an estate where the average house price is £1.5m.
I don't say that to trigger you. I say it because it's available to you too. I don't help women become confident. I help them remember who the fck they are. Women tell me their big deal energy was always there — buried under shoulds, comparisons, and the headf*ckery. My job is to call out the BS stories, pull out the golden thread, and make sure you never hand your power to the loudest voice in your head again.
And when that shifts? Everything changes — how you show up, how you sell, how much you charge, and how much you make.
FROM COUNCIL ESTATE TO PRIVATE ESTATE
⟶ That continuing to invest in strategy when you don't believe in yourself is like having the winning lottery ticket in your pocket and buying scratch cards instead.
⟶ That the woman behind the business matters more than the strategy running it.
⟶ That you believing the f*ck out of yourself is your secret weapon. And the reason it feels uncomfortable to invest in that is the exact reason you need to.
⟶ That proven formulas don't work for everyone — because it's not the strategy that makes the difference. It's the woman executing it.
⟶ That the online space is capping people's brilliance. And I'm here to blow the lid off that.
⟶ That pinch-me moments aren't luck. They're what happens when you finally decide you're worth them.
⟶ That peer to peer beats guru on a pedestal. Every single time.
Here's what I believe:
Fun Facts about Me
One of my peeps said this was the photo that made her fall in love with me…
I live in the Northumberland countryside by choice — after five years in Dubai, I wanted space, quiet, and loads of trees. I got all three.
My favourite pizza is chicken and rosemary. I will die on this hill.
The best place I've ever been is Tokyo. Nothing has come close.
I'm a woo curious 4/6 Splenic Projector with a RAX of contagion, which means I make decisions from my gut in real time and I was born to guide people. (I was sceptical too. I'm not anymore.)
I'm currently in my self-led era — which means I don't need anyone to tell me what to do, I just need a brilliant thought partner occasionally.
My vision board has a camper van on it, a wildflower garden, and a stay at a luxury spa in Austria. None of these feel far away.
The one thing I've stopped tolerating: people calling themselves coaches when they're just selling information.
And yes — I'm a hugger. Big tight squeeze. You've been warned.
I don't just talk about pinch-me moments.
I stack them.
I wanted to live in the sun — I made it happen. I wanted a house like the ones I saw on TV — I built it. I wanted Saturday mornings sitting by the fire, reading the paper, dog at my feet in my dream kitchen — that's my Saturday now. I wanted to get fully booked — happened. I wanted to take our girls business class — happened. I wanted to take them to their first Michelin star restaurant — we did it. I wanted to give them adventures they'd never forget — we got them out of bed at 3am and said "surprise, we're going to Orlando. Now." We took them to the Singapore F1. We took them to Lapland. The Maldives, twice.
How? Because I'm more committed to my growth than my excuses.
And this shit is contagious.
The pinch-me moments I talk about? They're not a concept. They're Tuesday.
And they're available to you too.
Here's what actually happens when women stop forgetting who they are:
