It has been a year. A year since I began the wild adventure that has become my life. A year ago I jumped into coaching, not knowing how it would happen but trusting that I would be able to find my way to learning what I needed to learn and growing in ways I needed to grow. And I was right! I’ve met new people, encountered new ideas and found new ways of being in relationship and all so that I can make the contribution I’m here to make and support others in doing that same thing.

It has been tough. I don’t always do what I’m say I’m going to do. I’ve been pushed and pulled and invited to grow. I’m not always sure I know what to say or how to be to best serve the people with whom I work. I sometimes feel tired and most of the time feel exhausted.

And yet, I am willing.

I’m willing to get up each morning and look for ways to be of service. I’m willing to learn from what I do “wrong” as much as I learn from what I do “right”. I’m willing to see that most of the time there is no wrong or right. There just is. And I’m willing to do all of this in community – which, to me, is the most important piece.

This year has been a wild adventure which is, after all, what I’m wanting for my life. I do not intend to arrive at the end, closed and not having offered all I am. I intend to live out loud, laugh with great joy, weep with deep pain and know that I did none of it alone.

So here’s to year two.

Here’s to the coaching and living and dancing and building. Here’s to the learning and sharing and being together.

Thanks to those of you who have supported me in the myriad ways I’ve received support. And thanks to you who have been holding me up through good thought, shared energy and gentle prayer. I appreciate it more than you know.

All is well, my friends. And I am grateful.

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