flashback to the nineties
First cup. Fill it up. Creamy white on top. Mmm
Lately I’ve been thinking about how life was in the nineties just before email and internet was readily available. At that time I was a young adult and the only things we really could do was hang out at a local coffee shop,drink loads of mocha-ccinos, and wax poetic about a number of artsy topics.
A little snail from our garden.
It’s a kind of magic
Ahhh iced coffee whenever I want. Thanks to my American fridge that dispenses ice! #livingthehighlife
It’s finally arrived. The day when everything has fallen into place. I am sitting in the house right now that I never thought we would get because the asking price was too high, caring for a child that we almost didn’t have and I am married to a man that, at one time in my life, I didn’t feel I deserved. Soon, I will create my own practice helping others achieve those things they dream about. I’m so very grateful for this time in my life. More and more things that I wished for whether yesterday, today or years ago are all coming forward and presenting themselves to me. It is a kind of magic that I feel comes from starting to believe that it’s possible. A few years ago, I created a vision board via Oprah.com and every single thing I just mentioned is now in my life.
Goodbyes are most often bittersweet.
Today I woke with this thought: If I am not creating then I am not living.
How very profound!
Lots of little ones. (at Molenerf de Ster Utrecht)
So yeah I signed up for a coaching program. It’s ter-ri-fic!! Everything about it I love and it’s here, in my backyard. AND taught in English. WOW! Also it’s an international program. Even better!
My only issue: finding the moola to pay for it. Yeah. I’m hoping to find a way before I have to cancel. I’m putting it out there in a big bad way. Universe need your help now. Pretty please.
Let me back up and give a little backstory. I’ve been looking into this for some time now. In December I signed up for a podcast over the subject of being a coach. After listening to several different kinds of coaches, I decided this was definitely the way. Though, I had had my share of kismet events beforehand. This just solidify this wish. I met a coach here, American, doing the same work. We had a call together as me the coachee and her as the coach. The whole time I had chills because I knew then I really wanted to do it. Then life got a bit in the way… Remodeling the house in order to sell. Then selling the house and buying one (soon moving in!). Also myriad of other developments within the family. I had to take time away from it because my priorities had to be on family.
Back in April I had a “come to Jesus” discussion with my husband. He is always supportive but I was laying it out for myself out loud to him (a sort of commitment clause). ”I need to move on this or I will perish.” Always a flare for the dramatic. But it is time to create a fulfilling well rounded life here instead of just getting by. This includes a bit more independence for myself which means creating a salary and being a stay-at-home Mom. Yes, I want it all and why not! The way to do it? Entrepreneurship. No other way will do. But I always knew over the years I’ve been here that any business I would build would have to make a difference for me and those I work with, create flexibility, allow for me to work from home, and the product must be service-oriented, not a physical product. I just know that wasn’t for me. I feel some momentum. I can visualize my business cards, my home office, and my website. Need a good name (help NBNB). But mostly I can see my clients. All coming for different reasons but seeking my coaching and assistance and actually getting the results they need. I can see this more because I took on a free client. Sure, she’s a friend but she is actually seeing results. This furthered my confidence to continue on. I’m so excited to push forward on this dream! The more I think about it the more it fits me perfectly. Here’s hoping my “ship comes in”. ;)