Now why would I start my very first blog about being broken? Wouldn’t it be smarter to come out the gate as the resident expert, the one who has it all figured out, as….perfect? Or maybe try very hard to convince you that I am perfect? At least a perfect coach? Sounds good in theory, but you and I both know, I am not perfect, and neither is anyone else. Hence, the need for coaches, and consultants and therapists. Together we can all achieve more and two minds are better than one, right?! You get the idea. So, I start this very first blog with a confession, I admit it, I am not perfect, I am flawed and I have chinks in my armor. Chinks that come from a lifetime of….living.

I’ve been a bit of a gypsy, lived more places than most, had more relationships (marriages) than most and more jobs than most. I tend to subscribe to the idea that the grass IS always greener and I have this deep need to find out for myself. So what have I actually learned from all of this? I’ve learned that happiness comes from the inside. That sometimes, oftentimes your own grass is green enough or even greener than you realized and that no truer words have ever been spoken than “wherever you go, there you are”. Seriously, I’ve traveled thousands of miles, had great adventures, and seen all kinds of wonderful things just to find myself chasing the next green pasture.

I used to believe that there was something wrong with me, that I needed to settle down, that this wasn’t a responsible life. I now realize that this life that I have been living was leading up to this. My path, my journey with all of the joys and heartaches was to teach me something. To teach me to be still, to stop and be present to actually listen. To learn that we all have a purpose, we all have gifts that are unique to only us. I have loved working with people my entire life, I love spending time and talking and getting to know people. I care deeply for people. Becoming a coach was something that “lit” me up. The idea that I could make a difference in people’s lives doing exactly what I love to do, using my unique talents and gifts was more exciting than anything I could have imagined.

I must admit, my first reaction to this idea was not so good. You know the little voice in your head that wakes up the minute you have a marvelous idea the voice that suddenly presents itself and speaks up LOUDLY and reminds you of all of the reasons it can’t and won’t ever possibly work? Well my friends, that little voice is alive and well, living inside of me. “What do you mean you want to be a life coach?” and then went on to give me about a million reasons why I couldn’t or shouldn’t be a coach. And then I remembered. And a still softer voice, a deep intuitive voice, my authentic self reminding me that it is because of my chinks in the armor, it is because of my life’s experiences, good and bad that I am better equipped to be a coach. I mean, do you really want to hire a mechanic that has never worked on a broken car? Don’t we all have to go through some training to be good at anything? Well, I can honestly say, I’ve been through a lot of training in this lifetime. I know I am not done and there is a lot more to come. I also know that we have plenty to learn from each other and that coaching is a wonderful way to listen, learn, inspire, lift up, motivate and direct. I am looking forward to this next journey in my life, to making a difference. I am grateful for all of the wonderful people that have and will allow me to share their journey with them. It is my hope and prayer that all of my lessons have made me a better, stronger person and in turn will help me to better serve others. In the end isn’t that really what life is all about?