There’s a moment when you stop waiting for permission and start betting on yourself.
Mine came after walking through fire, literally and figuratively.
I realized fear doesn’t pay dividends and purpose doesn’t wait.
So I stepped out, with faith in my stride and a mission on my heart:
to help people find home, in every sense of the word.
Real estate wasn’t a random career move. It was a calling I kept hearing but didn’t answer right away.
I’d studied design, loved architecture, and saw how the spaces we live in can lift us or trap us. But to go all in? That meant risk. That meant courage.
And then life made the choice for me.
A few years back, I was diagnosed with ovarian and uterine cancer. I fought insurance for basic care, watched surgeries get canceled, and ended up in an emergency room when the tumor finally ruptured.
Chemo took my energy, but it didn’t take my drive. I woke up each day with one goal, show up. I didn’t care how I felt; I wanted to stay useful, stay sharp, stay me.
That experience stripped everything fake away. I saw what people really need: someone who will stand with them when life turns upside down.
That’s why I got into real estate, not just to sell homes, but to walk beside people in the chapters that change them.
Before this, I’d spent eight years at Habitat for Humanity, helping families step into stability for the first time. That job showed me what a safe home can do for the human spirit. But I wanted to take that further, to be there from the first showing to the final signature, helping people move forward when life feels uncertain.
My first year in real estate was a grind, no shortcuts, no handouts, just learning and showing up. I leaned on my background in corporate partnerships and entertainment, negotiating deals, managing chaos, and keeping my cool. That taught me something every client deserves: clarity, communication, and a champion in their corner.
My parents gave me the rest. My dad was a Presbyterian minister, my mom the minister of music. I grew up watching them serve people, listening before speaking, loving without conditions. My dad used to say, “You never know what someone’s been through until you’ve walked a mile in they’re shoes.” That line taught me compassion for others and became the backbone of my business.
When COVID hit, I went full-time in real estate. People were anxious, uncertain, ready to give up, and somehow, I knew how to meet them there. My buyers were landing homes in two or three offers, not from luck, but preparation. I studied the market, wrote fierce offers, and taught my clients what winning looked like.
Now, my business grows because I lead with truth. I don’t sell dreams; I help people build them, brick by brick. And when life shifts, whether through joy or pain, I want my clients to know I’ve been through it, and I’m not going anywhere.
At home, my husband Stew keeps me laughing. He works in tech and sings lead in Stew and the Crew. Our son Aidan keeps me humble; a varsity football player with a heart like his dad’s. When I’m not cheering him on, you’ll find me dancing, traveling, or recharging with the people who keep me grounded.
When the Palisades wildfires hit, the whole neighborhood changed overnight. Smoke, evacuations, families searching for somewhere safe to land.
I used every contact, every resource, to help people find shelter. It wasn’t about being a hero; it was about showing up when it mattered.
That’s the heartbeat of my business.
Real estate isn’t about property; it’s about people.
When clients call, I don’t just answer questions; I bring calm to chaos, clarity to confusion, and strategy to stress.
For buyers, I break it all down financing, comps, contracts, so they feel empowered, not overwhelmed. For sellers, I map out the market, the timing, and the truth about what it takes to win.
Whether you’re buying your first home or saying goodbye to one filled with memories, I’ll walk with you every step of the way.
Sincerely,
Karen Moore
REALTOR® | DRE# 02007496
Cell (310) 738-2065
karen@mooresellsla.com
MooresellsLA.com
