 Years ago in one of my coaching courses the leader made this statement; "Fulfillment Is A Radical Act". I think I have written about this before, and tonight I am really inspired to write about this topic again. My radical act began almost 10 yrs ago after an interesting series of intuitions, signs and just the right support. I found myself sitting in the lobby of a hotel wondering whether I had made a good decision. Had I signed up for another Amway type of get rich quick scheme? Been there done that. I went upstairs to the room where the course was being held and sat down in one of the chairs. I was "all in" and at the same time curious about what I had signed up for. About 15 minutes into the course I took a deep breath and I could feel my heart smiling. I had found my tribe, my people, my calling. For the first time in my life I was excited about something and that something was co-active life coaching.
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 I spent the majority of my life judging myself for being different than others. I saw the world very differently and had different interests. I also thought that I needed to be like others and tried to be like them. This resulted in a lot of inner conflict. I created beliefs and judgments from what I experienced externally. When I reflect back on my childhood, I can remember so many situations where I got into trouble for being me. I lived in a world where adults said things like "Why can't you be more like...."
 As I begin writing this blog I am not 100% sure of its purpose. I tend to honour and notice my persistent intuitions and then take action, so I am following the nudge. I have a feeling that we are about to learn something together!
Last week I made a commitment to myself, that I would offer 100 free connections / conversations. This was also a persistent intuitive nudge that I decided to run with. In my core I know it is the right thing to do. The idea of connecting with 100 people and witnessing their stories is very exciting and totally aligns with my mission / purpose.  I came into this world with childlike innocence and wonder, trusting everyone and everything. Then at some point my world view began to change, it was no longer safe to simply be me. I started to judge myself based on the expectations and judgement of others. I started to compare myself to others and in this comparison made myself wrong. This inner story snowballed and silently affected my experiences and relationships. Then one day I started to question this story. Does this sound familiar?
 A true story about SH*# with an interesting twist. Specifically, this story is about other peoples dogs poo bags. This morning I was walking by the golf course and the Mamquam River and noticed a big bag of dog poo sitting at the side of the trail. I thought to myself; is it my responsibility to pick up that bag of poop and take it to the garbage can? I don't even own a dog, and what will people think as I walked back carrying someone else's bag of poo. Gotta love the constant dialogue of the inner critic. I must say that in other parts of Squamish, the bags of poo are hanging from trees like Christmas ornaments.
 I believe that we are here on this earth to experience being human. At the same time as we are being human, we are also uncovering our spirituality. An interesting paradox to live and experience. We look to teachers and positive messages to guide us and return us to wholeness. My observation is that in the process we are striving for perfection in a "spiritual" way which creates a different level of stress and imbalance. We may notice all that we are "not" as we seek spiritual growth and self awareness.
 Last week I went to Porteau Cove with a friend; it's a truly heavenly spot. Given that it was a really hot day I really wanted to swim. I had been there before and I could remember how awesome it was to be in the water. My initial desire was to dive / run in and what actually happened was quite different. Once I got my feet wet, I noticed that the rocks were slippery and there were barnacles on the rocks which hurt my feet. Then my Inner Critic came out to play and the inner dialogue kicked into gear.
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