For years I was a “yes” person.
If someone made a request of me, I’d say yes without hesitation.
But it got me into all sorts of trouble.
Not huge trouble.
Just the “why did I say yes, I don’t really want to do it” kind.
The kind that put someone else’s need before my own.
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I’m in that in-between place again. The one I call “limbo-land.”
The space between “no longer” and “not yet” (as
Life Coach, Nancy Levin calls it).
I’ve left some things behind.
That I was ready to let go of.
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Not long ago my teenage son had a difficult decision to make, about which path to take moving forward.
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
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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Earlier this month I was feel ing quite l ost.
Unsure of where I was head ed . 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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I once heard grief is like a thumbprint. That no two are alike.
Now, more than ever, I really get that.
Grief is diff erent for everyone .
After 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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The other week I had an epiphany.
It was time for me to tell the truth. The real truth.
I’d been holding onto something that I needed to share. For the sake of my own sanity. And my health.
It’s ironic really.
As a it’s the last thing I’d recommend anyone do: hold onto a secret. Especially one that’s slowly eating away at you. Life Coach
Like all secrets tend to do. Just as mine had been doing.
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A girlfriend of mine recently said something that gave me pause.
Perhaps I hadn’t yet found a man worthy of me.
Worthy of me?
What a concept! It seems so basic.
Yet I realized the truth of it as soon as she said it. That I’ve actually had it backwards all my life.
I’ve been trying to prove to men that I’m worthy of them.
I’ve worked so hard to show them that I’m good, kind, smart, and capable.
And even more, that I’m not too needy, too emotional, or lord help me, too dependent! For fear they would run in the opposite direction.
Ugh. Seriously?! Wtf is up with that?
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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 that same week. first blog
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.
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