I’ve traveled that path with the boulders and potholes many times in my life. And most of the time I’ve traveled it alone. I’ve felt stuck, option-less, deflated, overwhelmed and confused. I use to say, “If only I had someone with whom I could talk… Someone that understands.” I knew I had to move forward so, I’d create my the lists of pros and cons and determine my next steps. I moved forward one step at a time.
Recently, I found myself on that path again this time the boulders looked like mountains and the potholes like craters. I was sitting in my car on the shore of the Delaware River watching the planes take off and land, again, wishing that I had someone to talk to; someone that could help. After a while I realized I had been here before. It was once again time to use my problem solving skills and reassess my options and develop a new strategy.
I sighed and said to myself “Someone really needs to be there for people when they are in situations like this!” I just shook my head with all of the righteous indignation I could muster.
Then it occurred to me, as though a bolt of lightening had shot through me. ” I should be that someone!” I had been feeling for a long time that I needed to give back, to help someone else. I had been so blessed all of my life. I could provide that helping hand. Be that stabilizing force and supply that listening ear. With that thought and those beliefs my coaching journey began…