“Only when we brave the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.” Brené Brown

           I’ve been in the dark.  Cocooned within myself, slowly metamorphosing. My world unalterably crumbled and, in response, I was forced to rebuild.  It was painful and lonely AND it was a brilliant opportunity for re-invention.  I spent several years flashlight in hand illuminating the hidden parts of my soul, discovering who I am at my essence.  I connected to what I hold dear and created a new vision and purpose for myself. 

            Recently, I noticed a shift within me.  I am being drawn to the light.  My soul literally craves it, the warmth of the sun on my face.  I feel the expansiveness of spring within me.  I connect to the incredible possibility contained in the tender, emerging shoots.  The brightness of their color, their vulnerability, strength and power as they quietly emerge from the rich, black earth.  The dark dirt has sustained them, yet it’s the light that brings them forth. 

I have braved the darkness and now the infinite power of the light, or more specifically my light, is pulling me forward.  It feels greater than me.  It’s scary, and I don’t feel ready, but I choose to trust and allow myself to slowly be pulled towards it.

   

            Hello and welcome to my blog!  It’s taken a long time for me to muster up the courage to actually post something here.  This beautiful template was created for me months ago (thank you Rebekah J Designs) and has sat here blank while my inner critic ate me alive. I don’t have time to write.  Is my entry worthy? Will others find the information useful?  These are just a few of the comments rolling in my head.  So, today, I decided to boldly tell my critic to knock it off, and I am going to blog.

            I am a mother of four, a wife, a daughter, a friend and most recently I added Life Coach to my list of roles.  A little over a year ago I received a calling to serve women through coaching.  Everyday I witness brilliant women undermining themselves through unrealistic expectations.  It doesn’t matter if she is a stay-at-home mom or a successful businesswoman the story is consistent.  Instead of celebrating our successes women consistently call out where we perceive failure.  If I was a better Mom.  If I were a size 2.  I should have cooked homemade brownies.  I should be working longer hours. You know the drill.  This coat of shame leaves us stressed, exhausted and unavailable to others and ourselves.

Through coaching I hope to change this paradigm one woman at a time, starting with myself.  I am experiencing powerful personal transformation through courageous self-love.  Being compassionate to myself feels clumsy and unknown, AND I know it is central to happiness and personal power so I keep practicing.  I am finding my feminine voice and I want to share my insights here with you. I look forward to building a community of like-minded, compassionate women, ready to play big in their lives.  Cheers!