For a little more than a year and a half, I have been going to a drug and alcohol program in a county jail to coach an empowerment class on Sunday mornings. The class begins immediately after breakfast at 8:30am. Most of the room is still tired. And then there’s me, blasting through the door, charged with energy and ready to roar.
I would like the record to reflect that his is not my description of what happens. No, this was something I was told by someone that used to attend my class and reached out to me upon his release.
Why Coaching?
I am writing this in response to a question. I was asked about what I do. I was also asked what coaching is. I was asked if self-coaching is possible, which it is, but it is always helpful to have someone to interact with.
Why coaching?
Well, this is how I see it.
To define coaching is very simple. There are different coaches that are certified in different areas of wellness. First and foremost, the connection between a coach and client is important.
Four Thoughts On A Rainy Morning
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Every so often, I need a morning like this.
All is quiet and the sky is gray.
The wind is moving like a whisper
and the leaves in the trees are barely moving.
But Project Earth, I know she is moving.
A Letter Of Resignation To Reach My Independence
To Whom This May Concern;
Going forward and for me to move onward, I made a decision to reject the fear based or shame based ideas and the programs or programmed thinking that leads me back to depressive thought patterns that keep me stuck.
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Note to you:
I am putting this here (with you) in a collection I call The Book of Firsts. I say this because everything begins from somewhere. Every journey begins with the first step and so on and so forth. I know this and I know you do too. So, I will spare the philosophy and leave this thought here where it belongs, in The Book of Firsts to build from here and create what comes forward, one brick at a time . . .
Well, Why Didn’t You Say Something?
Of all things said to a loved one, one of the most popular questions is asked almost like a statement. This happens when something is wrong, only we didn’t know about it until something unfortunate happened and then we ask, “Well, why didn’t you tell me?”
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There is a reason for everything they say.
I suppose there must be a reason; only, I’m not always sure I like what the reason is. I’m not sure how reasons make sense of things like the loss of a loved one or heartache.
They say there is a reason, that there is a path for us, and that someway, somehow, we are all going to end up exactly where we are supposed to be.
I assume this is true —I mean this has to be true especially if we believe this is true.
From The Book of Firsts: This was Day 1
I was about to head to a small town I had never heard of in the Upstate part of New York. I was physically uncomfortable in my own skin and sick in a way that I had never felt before. I was told that I had to go “Away” until the courts figured out what to do with me. My attorney warned that I better hope this worked. He advised that I better pray that I don’t get what I deserve. I say “My attorney” but he was not my attorney. More accurately, he was the attorney my folks hired to defend me in a court of law. So it was more like he was “Their” attorney.
Continue readingThere Goes That Voice Again
There is a voice within us all. In fact, there is more than one voice within us. In fact, there may be several voices, which come from different angles and speak for different reasons.
Each and every one of us has an internal monologue that we interact with on a daily basis. This is the voice of our thoughts. However, there are times when our thoughts tend to grow legs and run too quickly.
There are times when our thinking is not our friend. We tend to play this out and one thought leads to another and then another thought leads to the next.
Stop Screwing Around!
I watched a group of men argue about a job for an entire day. One of the men argued about the equipment and the other argued about the supplies. Another argued about the man power because obviously nobody knows what they’re doing these days and another man argued that everyone was too busy arguing, “So why don’t you all just shut up and get to work!”
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The Written Addiction 