Yesterday I had the privilege of having lunch with a coaching client I had worked with earlier this year, for about six months.She's always been a beautiful woman; radiant and fiercely committed to growing, a voracious reader and perpetual student of life. Something was different this time, not only had so many of her goals manifested, and in many ways her life had transformed, but the biggest shift was in her overall countenance. Her ferocity that was fueled previously by "Gotta do it yesterday, got to make it happen," was replaced by this quiet yet equally fierce equanimity. She shared about how pushing too hard no longer works for her, that she works at slowing down being open to guidance and then acting on that guidance and "somehow things seems to come into her life." Still an equally proactive person, but now the engine which fuels her is built from profoundly different components; grace and trust, as opposed to will and muscle. Having had my own challenges as of late with "making things happen" and feeling disgruntled and uninspired, I knew there was no "coincidence" in the timing of our meeting. We caught up and just had some fun girl talk and I hugged her goodbye, so grateful to work with her and for the opportunity to stay in each others lives. I darted off doing a few time sensitive errands and decided that I'd soften my stance a bit, and take on the "stay open, listen and take action" message that I gleaned from my client's journey. The rest of the day were a series of what I call the "luscious life lessons." I went to the bank and the attendant asked about my pink velvet hat with the giant flower on it, and where I got it. I shared the story of synergy around the hat (another post) and she lit up, stood up from her seat, shook my hand and looked me straight in the eye and said "Wow, it was truly a pleasure meeting you. I needed to hear that story, thanks." I came away revitalized by our connection, delighted that I helped another person, and then realized that story about letting go and trusting, would be a perfect little jewel for my presentation next week on dealing with change and disappointment that I'd been procrastinating working on. Next I went to my health food store and a lovely woman handed the cashier her Avon catalogue. I stopped her and asked her about her Avon business, Avon being one of my wish list for speaking because Women and Empowerment is my sweet spot, and direct sales is a space where women, can create economic empowerment for themselves. She shared about how it really helped her pursue her acting, and plus her skin was incredible. She volunteered to find out who the decision maker would be and then get back to me later in the week. I laughed since I'd tried forever to figure out that information and I had just given up. I thanked her very much and traipsed on home. I then entered my lobby and saw what I call the Trash/Treasure pile by the elevator, where fellow tenants offer up things they no longer need and others may want to repurpose. There it was a spanking new shredder, one of my top items on my Gotta Buy in 2016 list since mine had been broken for awhile. I hauled it up and lo and behold it worked beautifully. The timing couldn't be better since I'm getting a head start for Spring Cleaning of my office. When I looked back at my day I smiled. It wasn't until I had that shift in my thinking and energy that all those things "just seem to come into my life," and then I realized yet again that I teach what I need to learn; and today's luscious life lesson was about the power of letting go yet staying aware to the miracles we receive. What does letting go and staying aware to the miracles in your life look like today?
