The Power of BEing

I was talking with a client this morning (it’s only 7:15 a.m.; I coach globally via Skype) when he broached his agenda. “I would like to focus on… to be more my I AM, to explore love, peace…” As is so often the case, my client couldn’t hear the clarity of what he wanted because he was in the ‘static’ of life. I heard him very clearly, and I told him so. As we focused on his agenda, I held the space of his Divine presence, allowing him to sift …

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Dirty Little Secrets

I got a promotion at work yesterday. That’s right. Work. A promotion. My dirty little secret is that I recently took a part-time job. Then I accepted another, and another. I went from carefree author, coach, and network leader to Jill-of-All-Trades overnight. Why, you ask? I did it for the money. Actually, I did it for the freedom that money is about to buy for me. What precipitated this sudden need for freedom? Issues in my relationship. We’re falling apart. It recently got so uncomfortable that I told him, “I’m …

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I Swear

I am intimately familiar with the nuanced flavors of Dial, Zest, Tide, and Palmolive, to name just a few. My mother had used all of them in a vain effort to wash “those dirty words” out of my mouth before the tender age of eight. Even the twenty-mule team of Borax didn’t stand a chance of pulling out the cantankerous roots of my heathen vocabulary. At nineteen, I found myself sitting across the desk from my supervisor in a major retail chain, being lectured on the inappropriateness of a sailor’s …

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Playing it Safe

I’m writing about this because I know that if something shows up three times, it is for me. This is one of those things that I absolutely do NOT want to invite into my life. Thus, here goes. First, I got a call from a friend. She met a guy and fell for him instantly. The first thing she said to me, “It’s been more than a decade since Jerry died. This is exactly what I felt when I met him. I can’t believe I’m feeling this way again! I …

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Callous, Callus, and Me

I firmly believe that people are put into my life for very specific reasons. Some of them are here to help me heal my wounds, others to remind me of them. I know who the re-mind-‘ers are because they rankle like a big, fat sliver under my skin, and they just won’t go away until I deal with the damned wound they keep poking. It so happens that I also believe that our greatest calling is the thing that we struggle with the most. My biggest struggle is with my …

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Welcome to Rx4JOY, Again

I’m annoyed with myself right now. I have every right to be, too. Eight years ago, I began this journey called Life Coaching. At the time, my classmates and I were advised to niche ourselves. “Look around you,” they said, “Your identity is already there.” And it was, right there on the back of my car. When I divorced my second husband, I bought a custom license plate to celebrate. RX4JOY it proudly proclaimed! I told people that divorcing him was my Prescription for Joy. I had to explain because …

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Doubting Self Doubt

Years ago, one of my college instructors returned a final essay with a bold, fat, red F at the top of the page and one word, “Plagiarism.” I was shocked! I knew that all of my work was mine and confronted my professor, demanding to know exactly what part was plagiarized. She cooly responded, “I know you didn’t write that; nobody writes that way.” It has taken years for the weight of that to sink in. Her specialty was English Lit. If any of my professors would know writing, it …

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What Are You Waiting For?

I posted something on Facebook last week about lack of money and its relationship to waiting. This visual speaks to a deeper aspect of it for me. I have caught myself waiting “until I’m ready.” It was always one more certification, or degree, or level of experience, or piece of knowledge. As a Life Coach, I often see others doing the same. Something broke in my waiting game when I began watching successful people. They wait, but not for the same things. They wait for their instincts to say “GO!” then …

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Not New Years Day

I got up this morning, made The Sweetheart’s coffee and lunch, and sent him out the door, just like every other morning. I didn’t even glance at the whiteboard I had meticulously crosshatched with goals and days of the week. Somewhere around 1:15 this afternoon, I was standing in the kitchen, juicing carrots, ginger, and turmeric as my lunch of beans and rice heated on the stove. I was a little in awe of myself. I had already written more words today than I have all week, posted on my …

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Accidental Manifestations

All kinds of sucky things manifest when I’m resisting. Monday morning, I manifested a severe tire leak. Normally, I would have simply taken the spare vehicle, but I apparently manifested the heater core leaking radiator fluid into the passenger compartment of said (newly repaired) spare vehicle. I don’t care for the things I manifest when when I’m not being honest with myself about priorities. They’re often expensive and highly inconvenient. I’m sure these things would look like coincidence to some, but situations of this ilk occur so frequently in my …

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