The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you

By now you’ve probably heard about the Law of Attraction. But have you ever heard about the Law of Reflection?

It’s another Universal law stating that what we see ‘out there’ (in other people and in life) is also ‘in here’ (in us).

That we act as mirrors for one another.

So whatever I can see in you must also be in me.

Or as the great Sufi poet Rumi wrote 700+ years ago:

“The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.”

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Why silence is good for the soul

I love this image of the jellyfish in the sea. It makes me think of the word “silence.”

And the moment I first realized what a wonderful gift silence is for a sensitive person like me.

I was on vacation in Hawaii and was going scuba diving for the first time.

To say I was nervous going into the sea, with all my diving gear on, is an understatement.

That is until I reached the sandy ocean bottom.

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Finding a balance between doing and being

How beautiful it is to do nothing, and then rest afterward. ~ Proverb

Lately I’ve been trying to find a balance between “doing” and “being.”

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Balancing my time between the desire to do more of what I’m on this planet to do (coach more women!) with my opposite desire.

To rest and replenish my soul.

And nurture my creativity.

In a world that frequently pushes us to go faster and faster — and do more, more, more!! — resting isn’t always encouraged.

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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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The answer to your question lies within

Not long ago my teenage son had a difficult decision to make, about which path to take moving forward.

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He was frustrated. And feeling stuck. Unable to choose between option A or B, for fear of letting someone else down.

As I tried to uncover more details in order to help guide him, he slumped onto the sofa and grumbled: “I feel like no matter which decision I make it won’t be the right one.”

I totally got it. It didn’t seem like either choice was a very good one. While both had their pros and cons, there really wasn’t a win-win choice. 

At least not from his point of view.

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Follow your inner “ding”

Over the past few months I’ve been wrestling with the question of “who am I?”

I suppose this shouldn’t surprise me. I’ve struggled with this question many times before. And even wrote a blog about it awhile back called: Am I this? Or am I that?

So just when I thought I’d made peace with it…I realized I hadn’t.

I was back in my old black and white thinking.

Trying to define myself as either one thing or another.

Are you a bookkeeper or a coach? Come on, which is it, Kerry?!

The reality is I’m both.

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Letting go of my mother 

Today I took a magical walk with a sea otter. 

I was out on the seawall in the a light spring rain thinking about my mother. Contemplating what was going to happen to her. 

I’d just visited her a few days prior and knew in my heart she was not long for this world. 

My son and I had gone to see her in the care facility she was living. We were shocked by the rapid decline she’d made since our last visit.

Her face looked gaunt and hollow. Her body frail and weak. Her skin ever so pale and delicate.

Deep down some part of me knew that she was finally giving up the fight. 

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