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 Let me ask you a question. If you could improve the quality of you life by 1%, would you want to? How about 2% or even 5% maybe? When I was in sales I used to love training. It was a lonely school of thought I inhabited. In fact so much so that most of the time I was calling the register and answering it myself. My fanciful logic was that if I could  I’m not sure how I first got to know Si Dawson. It was either after he left a comment here or on Twitter where he has one of the spookiest avatars going. I suppose I could ask him, but then I’d have to change this intro and I’ve typed it now. I don’t suppose it really matters other than he was very supportive of me (like many here were) when I started my detox  This is a short and somewhat lazy post from me today, so I hope you’ll forgive me and understand even Life Coaches need to take things easy from time to time! I wrote a post on the psychology of blogging that I was tempted to post here. On reflection though I reckoned that most of you that read here aren’t bloggers and may be put off by the title. With that in mind I  Cast your mind back to this time last year and try and remember what were you worrying about? Give it some serious thought. What was it specifically? If you’re not a worrier you’re probably wondering what the hell I’m talking about and whether I had the wrong kind of mushroom soup for lunch again. On the other hand, if you’re a serial, world-class fretter you will have instinctively started scanning the dozens of worry  “But I’m her mother it’s my duty to worry about her” ‘Really? Was there a contract that you signed in blood or dare I say it amniotic fluid, whilst giving birth to her?” Thus went a conversation I had with the mother of a client recently. I’d just made the fatal error of telling her there was no need to worry because her daughter was doing fine. Unsurprisingly she didn’t reply by saying “Well  I’ve often wondered how much guts it must take to be a bad magician and still willingly put yourself in the public domain. Imagine it’s your first time on stage and you’re still perfecting your craft. You’re very nervous, your hands are shaking a tad and you’re convinced that the audience can see the rabbit wriggling around in your underwear. Once you get your act underway people start shouting stuff like “The bird is  After the lunacy surrounding my last two (almost) political posts it’s back to the relative normalcy of self-development and in particular ‘Ask the Coach’ today. Yes ‘tis true, I have had not one, not two, but a massive three questions drop in my in-box. Before I get to the one I chose to answer. I wanted to offer a massive thank you to those of you that offered words of encouragement. As well as  I have no wish to offend anybody that is kind enough to read my blog. In fact I don’t want to offend anybody period, it’s not my style. However, it’s important to accept being offended is a choice you make; it isn’t a direct cause and effect. Somebody says or does something; you then attach a meaning to it and decide how you want to feel. It’s not particularly complicated or difficult to understand. |
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