January was not a good month. Every year I forget, that it’s actually January that I find by far one of the hardest months of the year. We’re always plagued by some kind of sickness and I end up feeling completely drained. In addition, because it’s the start of a new year, I then feel both frantic and guilty to not be out of the blocks on the first of the year, hitting all of my goals and striving daily to create, reflect, meditate, do yoga, cook healthy food - you know how it is. I scrape ice off the car every morning, head to and from work in the dark, and spend a lot of time asking myself what life is really about.
For me this came out of absolutely necessity.
Around twelve months ago - I decided that in addition to a job that took around sixty hours out of my week involving a daily commute of one hundred miles, I would re-train as a Professional Coach. For this, I would fill my every evening and free days honing my coaching skills. I would also start a business, be the perfect girlfriend, and move house. Said house had a garden which needed to be transformed from a field into a habitable space. It needed fencing, a shed and plants. Not to mention a lawn. I would also take a position that would fly me over to California for a month to re-invigorate my training skills for work. There’s more, but I won’t bore you.
Complete gospel truth, that was my year last year.
This journey started for me, around four years ago. I was searching for a sense of purpose, of belonging, of - I know I have something I’m aiming for and moving towards, but I’m just struggling to define the exact direction in which I’m heading. Cue - a coach, that walked into my life, and gave me more clarity and purpose in one hour than I’d had in ten years. So, I was hooked. This was exactly what I wanted to do - this was the vision.
So, in the simplest terms - a coach is someone that you employ to walk alongside you on your path, whatever that might be, to help you gain clarity and direction over where you are headed.