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A Coach’s Kick In The Backside

No matter how good a person is at something that he/she does, I believe that there will come a time when that person falls on his/her arse and wonder if he/she has been heading in the right direction or not. Once in a while, this person might feel like….is what I am doing right now making me happy? As a whole? As a person? As a parent? As a business person? 

Sounds like I need a shrink? Nah…well, kinda, but this is far from it. 

Generally speaking, I am pretty happy with what I have and what I am doing. But there are….empty slots? Loop holes? Unopened drawers? Blunt knives? Well, you get the picture. 

In walks through the door, someone who immodestly calls him/herself a mentor or a personal coach who has one mission and one mission alone. And that is to help you sift through all those tiny little cracks you may have ignored while chasing the mullah. Oh, come on! Admit it, we’ve ALL been chasing the mullah….me not excluded. 

A good friend of mine is that personal coach for me and I have allowed him a peek into my personal and professional life and I think he’s thinking ‘WTF?!’ Hahahaha!! 

Imagine….70 minutes on the phone with me, long-distance, mind you, digging through piles of junk I call work and personal life and I gave him a massive headache throughout the day! I believe being a coach is tiring because you’re trying to unbend a bent rod here…and you don’t have all the tools you need. You need to dig but you don’t have the whole pile. You have bits and pieces and you need to make sure this person is cooperating with you. 

I don’t envy this friend of mine. I think writing is far easier. :-) 

Well, after opening my heart and mind to him, you know what? Inside, somehow, things look a little straighter than normal now. The one single session alone have set a couple of things upright again. For instance, my priorities, my weaknesses, my strengths, potential growth….did I mention weaknesses? Oh. I did? Great. 

Anyway, the purpose is to pinpoint the main cause of ungrowth (no such word but who cares?) or unhappiness for me. If there are ‘road blocks’, how do we…actually, it’s how do I remove them? 

In a very strict manner, my coach have given me assignments to do which I find as tough and tight as a bouncer’s ass….I have to dig deep and hard to find it within myself to do it. Nice, round and HARD. (Oh, sorry....I just had to add that in because it would be a grave dishonor to myself if I didn't. Sorry....on with it).

Instead of being lackadaisical about things, this time around, I have someone who is going to kick my ass from here to Egypt (mmm….the prospect is strangely inviting – a free holiday!) if I don’t do it. And I know he’s not the kind to kick softly just because I’m a GURL

p.s. I’ve never tried mentoring before and this is, I think, going to work out pretty neatly. It’s a fantastic way for people to tap into their inner potential or basically, to find someone who is willing to be accountable for YOUR inactions or actions. 

Even shrinks don’t do that. They tell you to lie down here, talk, take a pill, go home and lie down some more. 

I have new respect for personal coaches or mentors. 

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