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I work with women navigating the chaotic shifts of midlife—the anxiety that shows up out of nowhere, the divorce no one prepares you for, the empty house, the body and mind that suddenly feel unfamiliar.

None of that lives only in your head. Trauma, hormones, and major life transitions show up in your body—in your sleep, your startle response, the tightness in your chest before you've even named what's wrong. That's why my work goes beyond talk therapy alone. I bring in somatic work and Brainspotting, because healing that only happens in your head doesn't always reach the rest of you. It’s all the exact same language: Your Nervous System

I didn't have the support I needed. So I became it.
Meet Dawn Van Berkel, LPC.

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I know this because I’ve lived both sides of it.

In my early 40s, I started having symptoms I couldn't explain—anxiety that came out of nowhere, sleep that wouldn't come, a body that suddenly felt like a stranger's. Back then, hardly anyone was talking openly about perimenopause. I got highly questionable advice from doctors, faced dismissal from people who should have known better, and experienced a deep, isolating confusion.

I realized I had to figure this out on my own. I did the research. I learned to read my own nervous system when no one else could tell me how.

During that exact same stretch, the identity I'd spent decades building quietly stopped fitting. I was doing everything "right", showing up, managing, holding it together and it still wasn't enough. No one seemed able to tell me how to rebuild a sense of self I hadn't had to think about in twenty years.

It took years of sitting in that discomfort to finally get my footing. But again, I was the one doing the work. I was the one fighting for myself.

Looking back, the hardest part wasn't the symptoms or the identity crisis. It was the fact that women going through this are almost always left to fend for themselves. Even now, with more conversation around midlife than ever, women are still standing outside the circle, exhausted and unsupported.

Then came my own "Midlife Crisis."
(Except, I call it an Emergence).

In my early 40s, I was hit with crippling anxiety. I had never experienced anything like it. Not a single doctor suggested it could be perimenopause—because the medical community gets maybe an hour of training on it in med school, if they are lucky.

The anxiety didn't come with an explanation—just a racing mind and questions I couldn't shake. What do I do now? How will I get through this? Is it too late?

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I decided I was entirely done with that narrative.


I realized that we women spend our entire adult lives being people-pleasers. We manage everyone else’s emotions, shrink to fit expectations, and put our own needs on the back burner. Society tells us that when we hit midlife, we lose our value and disappear.

In my late 40s, I went back to school. I decided to tackle a Master's degree in counseling. It was a lot, but I knew I had to be the bridge for others that I never had for myself.

Recently, I attended a conference on perimenopause and midlife health alongside a colleague, surrounded by clinicians, researchers, and women living through it firsthand.

It struck me deeply: These women are going through the exact same things I went through.

No one is helping women in midlife.
The isolation is real, and it's everywhere.

I stopped waiting for someone else to close that gap.

I decided it was time to step into the most badass version of myself, and help my clients do the same.

The Strategist in Your Corner

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I am a dual-specialist. I blend the "Why" of clinical therapy with the "How" of practical coaching. I am a calming, grounded presence, but I will challenge you directly.

I see patterns, I read the energy in the room, and I rely on my trauma training to help you regulate your nervous system so you can actually enjoy your life.

There isn't much that can shock me. I am here to help you stop surviving, and start emerging.

The Official Credentials

  • M. Ed. in Counseling from George Mason University

  • MS in Business/Organizational Behavior from U of Maryland

  • BBA in International Finance and Marketing from U of Miami

  • Licensed Professional Counselor (LPC) in Virginia, Georgia (and soon to be PA)

  • Parent Coach Institute (PCI) Certified Coach

  • AASECT Certified (Specialty in Sexual Assault)

  • Certified Clinical Trauma Professional

In progress: Certified Narcissistic Abuse Treatment Clinician, Somatic Experiencing

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When I’m Not Working

I am a self-proclaimed learning addict—I am always reading something new. I crochet, I hang out with my family, friends, and my dog. I desperately try to grow vegetables (even though I usually only end up with two zucchinis). I love the beach on a cool, cloudy day, the peacefulness of a forest walk, and the muffled silence right after a snow.

My favorite time of day is early morning when no one else is awake and the world feels still. My kids constantly make fun of my Spotify playlist, which swings violently from Tony Orlando & Dawn to Reel Big Fish, Joan Jett, and Kenny Rogers. Even Spotify's algorithm can't figure me out.

 I have never fit neatly into a category. Neither have my clients. I think that's why we find each other.

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Real Stories of Emergence & Connection.

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Ready to stop surviving and start emerging?

Whether you are navigating a new diagnosis or a new life chapter, you don't have to do it without a map. Let's look at the patterns, find the root, and build a strategy to get you back to yourself.