A coach’s job can be very uncomfortable.
We are sherpa’s of the soul…..of that which lies deeply hidden.
We watch from the outside what the body reveals. Holding secrets just like the heavy bag. All we have is our perception, interpretation and your feedback to describe what we witness.
In the beginning, I was terrible with other’s discomfort…..hell, I couldn’t even deal with my own. But to grow, there is pain and the pain pushes you.
The ability to watch somebody, wriggle, avoid and finally succumb to the truth takes having gone their oneself first.
As coach’s, we embrace the ugliness as the most beautiful thing we have ever seen. We see no separation between a you and me. What you do, I do or have done. What you feel, I have felt or continue to. I am a decision away from your experience.