the work

Hello again to anybody who’s reading this.  I decided to get off my ass and start blogging again.  Actually, I haven’t been in rest mode.  I’ve been working a fulltime job and have been teaching seven yoga classes a week and am still a single mama to my two boys and my daughter.
 
A lot has transpired. I took my 16-year-old out of high school and enrolled him in college which was a lifetime’s worth of paperwork, and my mom had cancer that is now in remission.  A lot of little and not so little things have happened since the last time I wrote a blog post.
 
Despite all the outward changes in my life, more has changed beneath the surface.  I did a metabolic reset program with a naturopath, who is a dead ringer for Clark Kent, and I lost over 30 pounds.  In my next blog post, I’ll post a picture of me in a bikini! 
 
Haha.  That’s a joke.  
 
There was something about Clark Kent’s kindness and support that was life altering for me.  First of all, I reached out for help which is really hard for me to do.  I’m always the helper and not the helped, but I needed the expertise and guidance of someone else.  
 
Secondly, he asked me questions that made me think about other parts of my life, not just about the amount of sugar that I was eating.  He asked me what kinds of people I spend my time with.  Yeah.  I have some fucking awesome people in my life who are rock stars of kindness and coolness.
 
But I also have people that I work with who are extremely toxic and having regular contact with toxic people really sucks for your health.  Clark Kent also suggested that I meditate and write in a journal. I also decided to see a new therapist because of the things I realized about myself through journal writing and meditating.  
 
Because of the journal writing and meditating, I remembered how important it is to me to finish my novel. I’ve made more progress on my novel in the last three months than I’ve made in 10 years.  
 
I also remembered that I actually love helping people but not everyone.  Change is fucking hard!!  In week one or so of giving up sugar, I stopped to tie my shoe and saw an old jelly bean on the side walk, and I stared at it and had to talk myself out of eating it. 
 
I do not want to help everyone.  Some people do not want to be helped.  They want to be heard complaining.  They want some things to be different, but they don’t want to do anything different. They don’t want to do the work. 
 
One of the things I love about teaching yoga is that I am just the guide.  The people who show up do the work.  They drive to class, roll out their mat, and they move their bodies. They do the work.  I just show them what to do.  They do it.
 
In terms of life coaching, these are my dream clients.  I am not perfect.  I’m a practicer.  Yoga taught me that.  Yoga is a constant practice that requires one to show up.  There is no perfection, only practice, and every day is different.
 
I want to work with people who are looking for a funny, smart, thoughtful fierce encourager to cheer them on, to help guide them, to witness their success.  Have you ever achieved something you were proud of only to have the people around you not notice?  Or worse.  Be negative and discouraging about your positive changes.  I recently experienced this by losing over 30 pounds. 
 
Like I said, change is hard, and sometimes, we have to reach outside our normal circle or widen our existing circle to get some encouragement and support.  
 
I want to work with magical people who are motivated to do the work for themselves, for their dreams, to move closer to who they want to be because we are not meant to make our journeys alone.  Sometimes, we need each other.