self-expression

Learning to reclaim my voice

Clarity comes in interesting ways.

The other day I was listening to one of my favorite Life Coaches, Nancy Levin, on Hay House Radio. One of her callers said something that triggered an ah-ha moment for me.

And helped me uncover a life-long pattern.

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The woman was describing an unkind comment made by a dance teacher she’d had when she was young.

It was a thoughtless comment. One that caused the caller to have doubts about herself and her body image for many years to come.

As the woman told her story, I remembered an incident from my own childhood.

It was a comment made by my grade 4 teacher that ended up having a profound effect on me.

Why blog, you ask?

Believe me, no one is more surprised than I am by the joy I’ve gotten from blogging.

I started not long ago in response to a challenge from a coaching friend of mine. I happened to mention to her in passing that I’d been playing with the idea of blogging for years. The next thing I knew, in classic coaching style, she was holding me accountable for posting my very first blog that same week.

I was terrified at first. But up for the challenge. Because let’s get real, I knew deep down inside of me there was a writer dying to get out.

A new year of freedom

I’ve never been one for making New Year’s resolutions.

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Somehow they’ve always felt forced and hollow.

With no real joy attached.

So last week, when a friend sent me a New Year’s Eve meditation I was momentarily skeptical. This better not be about resolutions, I grumbled to myself.

But I was pleasantly surprised.

The goal of the meditation was to come up with a word that would guide me through the new year.

Yes! A word. I loved this idea.

Step into your enough-ness

Recently I heard a woman on the radio use the phrase: step into your enough-ness.

It stopped me in my tracks. 

Wow.

Step into your enough-ness.

OK, I get it. What a great reminder for a woman like me, a recovering perfectionist.

And what a terrific book or workshop title. 

I wrote it down in my journal of great ideas, as I have done so many times before, and then promptly forgot about it.

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Fast forward to today. I was out walking on the seawall, all alone in the rain.

It was just me and my thoughts.

And my growing anxiety about writing my very first blog.

What should I write about? 

What speaks to me? Comes from my heart?

What would resonate with other women?