Did you see those January memes going around? How is it January 74th already? Does anyone know if 2020 has any other months? I felt so seen. My family got sick in January and it dragged on for weeks, glommed onto February and cycled back over and over again. It became a dark comedy except the only thing that was funny about it was the relentlessness. It was like that David goes to the dentist video. “Is this real life? Will it be like this forever?” I had to put things down that I didn’t want to. In a fog
Do your Work
On fear, doubt and the vulnerability of dreaming. Are you enough to meet your calling?
Do you feel like you’re enough to meet your calling? People often reveal to me that what’s holding them back from their next level pursuit is a fear that they don’t have what it takes or are not good enough to pull it off. What if we turned that fear on its head by accepting the truth of our not-enough-ness? Instead of being afraid that you don’t have what it takes, acknowledge that you actually don’t. Yet. What are the assumptions embedded in this ‘not good enough’ fear? I had a conversation with a friend recently who had heaps of experience,
The Mudpit of Being and Becoming.
I first came to know the value of focusing on my development early on. I believe fervently in the gifts we have to bring to the world. Like each of us are cells in one body, traveling about, contributing to our collective wholeness. The concept of Self-as-Instrument has always resonated for me as both a lifelong path and practice and also as the truest way to do good work in the world. Develop self-awareness, cultivate presence and embody the capacities that support the work I want to do. Sign me up! Doing my first Vipassana meditation retreat at 18 seemed
Our life’s purpose and the relentless quest for certainty.
What does it mean to be clear in the midst of not knowing? What does this have to do with realizing our purpose? Everything. Many people come to coaching seeking clarity. So many of us assume that clarity will feel like certainty, yet clarity is most alive when surrendering to what’s unknown. Fear and doubt are also hunkered down in the unknown, waiting for us. For me, fear and doubt manifest as confusion. I get confused when I’m really not. I pretend I need more clarity when I’m right at the edge of what I know is true and what
Soul Passage. The Initiations of Birth and Death
I gave birth on a full moon, a few days into autumn. I was at home, in a pool in my living room in the sacred embrace of my husband, 10 year old son, my sweet dog-doula, Arbor, and the most empowering birth team I could have asked for. Time stopped. Love expanded. Commitments vanished. Priorities clarified. Within a few months, I’d be stepping into a doula role myself, though this time a doula of death. This past spring, still in a hazy postpartum daze, my husband and I bought a home, moved our freshly expanded family and set up
The world of work is changing
The world of work is changing. Whether we’re shaping it or furiously trying to catch up, is up to us. As consumers, we get to vote for the future with our buying power. When it comes to what we actually want and need, how and where things are produced as well as the working systems and conditions that produce it, we can influence our economies with our values and choices. As entrepreneurs, we help create the new world of work. We get to build ways of working that actually work for us, our families, our staff and communities. Many of
Team Culture. Being at the helm for today’s entrepreneur
It’s recognized these days that workplace culture has a significant impact on employee satisfaction, engagement and productivity. But how do leaders know if the culture they think they have is aligned with the actual experience of the people on the team? How do we — with intention — create a team culture that people want to be a part of? Culture is the collective agreement about who we are, what we value, and what the standards and norms are for people like us. It’s how things are done around here. Even when a team intends to cultivate a certain kind
My Unintentional Creative Hiatus. When What’s Calling You Demands Death
I stopped. I hadn’t planned on stopping. I didn’t hum and haw over it, I didn’t make space or have a strategy around taking a creative hiatus. I just stopped. I stopped writing. I stopped filming and publishing and posting. I stopped planning. Every project or bit of content that bubbled up in me, died off before I could see it through. More than that, the future of what I was going to create started to die off, leaving this mysterious void. Straight up, my friend, it was confusing and incredibly anxiety provoking. I’m easily seduced by my plans, by
The Right Path
There once was a Right Path. It was the step ahead, the reach, the breath. It was moments of oneness that bled into moments of separation. I am this. I am not that. The Right Path became what I wanted when I wanted it. Others were there as helpers or hinderers but the path was clear. Impulsiveness. Need. Greed. Hungry child hands stuffing pockets with the sweets of immediacy. And then the world opened, there were rules and order, process and power. The Right Path had been forged, let’s look around at what we do here, what we wear here,
In case you’re waiting for permission. You’re invited.
The trouble with harbouring or hiding your own genius is that no one else will beg you for it. Very few are hunting down the gifts of others. We’re too preoccupied with our own struggles and dramas, our own seeking of victory or virtue. Who among us is slowing down and peering into our neighbour’s window, noticing her wringing her hands anxiously and calling out to her, “I see you there, withholding something. I see you pressing your opinion into a ball in your gut. I see you choking back what’s true in you.”? No one. At least
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