One of the gifts of 2020, if we can pull it in close, is that of shattered illusions. Things may not be as set as they seemed. Control wasn’t in our grasp. No one really knows what they’re doing and we sure as heck can’t predict the future. As the year rounds its end, as the autumn season closes in the northern hemisphere, I’ve been reflecting a lot on digestion, shedding, letting go, shaking off. Harvesting the gifts of what’s here and letting the rest return to the unknown. In my body this has meant finding the places that are
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I had just finished a series of long facilitation days with a lot of give. The kind that leaves me on empty hours before it’s time to turn in. I was digging deep, running the inner generator and sourcing energy from the sheer commitment to making a difference and not mucking it up. That kind of push renders me raw and tender, like my skin is turned inside out, like I could cry for no other reason than to release what I’ve been holding. As I was packing up my bag, a colleague came up to me and said “I’ve
These are the pressurized years, at a time in history, rolling out like a musty carpet full of lumps and glass. How to walk in a straight line, disoriented, terrifying, desperate. You’re sweetly committed to navigating the unknown as though your moment by moments are resting in wider trust. What you’ll come to know is that the tightness in your shoulders is from the grip of control. For you, control has always been about being a step ahead. A step ahead in understanding. A step ahead in compassion. A step ahead in whatever you think will make you good. As
I remember the first time I said out loud that I wanted to be a writer. I was probably around 7 years old, standing between the living and dining room in our family home in East Vancouver with my toes curling over the edge of the red, wool carpet that had been my great grandfathers, and that’s now rolled up in the garage of my family’s home, floorless but I’m unable to let go. It was my grandmother I said it to and her delight filled me with joy, an early nod that I could pursue what I loved and
We’ve been getting a crash course in navigating the unknown. Like in a super macro way. No effing around, 2020 has us on the edge. The edge of our seats, the edge of our capacities, the edge of evolution. When you’re at your edge, what are the coping mechanisms that pop up first? Distracting or dissociating? The ol’ numb + soothe? Controlling yourself, others or your environment? Fits of fear or flight? Being able to be with uncertainty and navigate the unknown is a skill we can actually develop. But being able to regulate ourselves before our lizard brains take
There’s A LOT of advice out there about how to grow and scale your business. If there’s one repeated pattern I’ve noticed with entrepreneurs when they’re at the stage of expanding from a one or two person show into building a team it’s a sense of confusion and overwhelm. What’s the “right way” and which advice should be taken? Meet Erin. She’s an entrepreneur who had to scale WAY BACK in terms of the time she could spend on her business. During the first few months of the pandemic, she and her husband moved, had no child care and she
Time scarcity. What causes the experience that there’s not enough time? Is it simply factual, not enough hours for all the things? The responsibilities and commitments, even more intensified during particular seasons of life; the career, the family, all directions, pulling at time. Or is it possible that space, downtime, slower paces are too terrifying to inhabit? That when they seep in, busyness soothes us, so we fill them? This exploration and topic is my motha lovin’ jam. Meet Stephanie. She’s been in business for 14 years so she’s not new to the game of hustle and juggle. She’s established,
In our more practical moments, perhaps we know that aspiring to “have it all” is unrealistic. And yet, the pursuit of a thriving career, achieving new levels of impact with our gifts, all while cultivating a rich family and community life…yes please. Do you find yourself stretched in all the directions, really wanting to trust that ‘you’ve got this’, but know that if just one more thing gets loaded on your plate, you’re effed? Meet Jeannine. Business owner, mother of two, expanding her capacity to meet the needs of her world while rocking her calling. I’ve worked with Jey one-on-one
If you’re feeling ready to pivot into new territory with your gifts, we’ve got a juicy coaching session for you to bear witness to. If what you’ve pursued up until now has felt like you’ve been doing what you’re good at and even contributing in ways that are needed, but aren’t the true territory of your dharma, this session is for you! Meet Opal. She’s a writer and poet and is wondering if she can actually turn this love into a living. Wanting to move out of care work, she doesn’t fully trust the path because the form isn’t clear.
For years, I found myself in the same pattern. I’d be pursuing a vision or goal, something right on the edge of a whole new territory of creativity, genius, and impact. I’d feel electric with possibility. Then I’d get sick. I’d pull back. Daunted and disheartened, I just wouldn’t have the energy for it. Especially the pieces that felt vulnerable, risky, hard. I assumed I’d just taken on too much. I first caught the pattern when I read The Big Leap by Gay Hendricks. One of the concepts he unpacks is what happens when we try to make the leap