Don’t dim your light!

I have a confession to make.

I haven’t written a blog in 12 whole months. And I’ve felt very conflicted about it.

On one hand, I’ve had plenty to say and have started many drafts. On the other hand, I’ve been severely lacking in follow through.

And that’s just plain sucked.

Many times I’ve asked myself why I’ve stopped writing my blog.

And I’ve come up with all sorts of answers. Or perhaps they were just excuses.

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Be gentle on your soul

Years ago, a thoughtful manager of mine wrote “be gentle on your soul” inside a beautiful journal she’d given me as a going away gift.

I was leaving my job to move across the world, in hopes of starting a new life in Scotland.

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I was young and full of hope.

Both excited and nervous about taking such a huge leap of faith, into the unknown.

I’ve never forgotten how good it felt to open the cover of that journal, and read her words for the very first time.

Be gentle on your soul.

Ahhhhhh.

I loved the way those words sounded. 

They resonated deep within me.

And gave me the permission, I unknowingly craved, to treat myself more kindly. As I took risks, and moved forward into the uncharted territory of my life.

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Clarity comes in its own time

I’ll admit it. I’m not a very patient person at times. In my defense, I come by it honestly. It’s in my Scottish no-nonsense genes.

So a few weeks ago, when I struggled to get clear on my next steps in business (and in life) I was feeling pretty aggravated. 

I kept thinking…

Come on clarity, hurry up! Show me what’s next.

But clarity was not listening.

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And that really annoyed me.

Because I’m usually fairly intuitive. And as long as I’m paying attention, my inner GPS usually guides me quickly to my next right step. 

So having to wait for my intuition to speak up was kind of new for me. Feeling like I was suddenly out of touch with it altogether was a whole new ball game.

I felt stuck.

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Finding little hits of joy

Ever struggled with the winter blues?

And felt like the long, dark days were closing in on you?

If so, you’re not alone.

I live in Vancouver, and while we don’t get a lot of snow in the winter, we do get our fair share of cold, grey, rainy days.

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Every January or February I get hit by the winter doldrums. And my mood begins to feel as grey as our weather.

I want to climb under a big, warm comforter. And stay there.

Forever.

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Am I this? Or am I that?

For as long as I can remember I’ve been asking myself the BIG questions in life.

What’s my purpose? Why am I here? What should I be when I grow up?

Well I’m all grown up now (and have been for a while), so it may seem odd to hear that I still struggle with these questions.

But struggle I do.

You see while I may be a Life Coach with a passion for personal growth, I’m also a huge numbers geek.

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Reconnecting with my intuition

Earlier this month I was feeling quite lost. Unsure of where I was headed. And what I wanted.

What I really, really wanted in life.

And that was causing me a lot of anxiety. As facing the unknown often does.

I was used to hearing the voice of my intuition.

To knowing what felt right, and what I wanted. To life being a bit more black and white. 

The grey zone was just not my thing.

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You gotta feel to heal

I once heard grief is like a thumbprint. That no two are alike.

Now, more than ever, I really get that. 

Grief is different for everyone.

fingerprint-150159__340After losing my mother a few months ago, I began my own roller coaster ride of grief.

Sometimes I felt terribly sad. That she, my one and only mother, had permanently left this world. 

I didn’t care that she was almost 92. And had lived a long life. She was still my mother. And she was gone. Forever.

How could that possibly be? It shocked me to my core. And hurt like hell.

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