OH MY GOSH, YES! WE CAN WORK TOGETHER!
( CLICK ON THE ABOVE IMAGES TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT MY OFFERINGS. )
AND YOU MAY ASK YOURSELF, WELL, HOW DID I GET HERE?
( AKA: THE LONG VERSION OF MY STORY )
(Anyone else like the Talking Heads? ↑↑↑)
Here's my version of the Hair Club for Men's "I'm not just the president, I'm a member" bit.
Well, I can tell you that this is not what I intended to be doing as my career. But, after realizing the further I move toward doing what I love, just because I love it, the more people respond not to my work, but to me. That is a powerfully eye-opening lesson. Also, the more I move into acceptance of my current realities, the happier and more content I become.
And who doesn't want to be happier, more content, and loved for being them-self?
I Life-cast myself every day. (Click the “Coaching” link above to find out exactly what the heck this is.) My story is what I make it. And, I've got a knack to help others see they can do the same.
But that eye-opening lesson didn't come until I lived for a decade not seeing what I was doing for what it was and wishing I was living another life completely. It was such a waste of my thinking. Because you know what? That life that I was trying to run away from was difficult + fantastic + temporary + brought me to where I am today.
Just like wherever I am today is bringing me to where I will be tomorrow.
During that decade I was caring for my parents as they were living and dying with terminal illnesses. (You can see the condensed version here ↓ )
I raced out of that role and into one that didn't fit and then into another that didn't fit.
And then I worked with someone who helped me truly see who I was. Not who I thought I was but who I truly was, right at that very minute, down into my core. (You can listen to that story HERE.)
And the fight was over. I was able to begin living. Fully. In my truth.
But it didn't stop there.
I followed what moved me and got certified out the wazoo and became a caregiving and dementia expert. It opened me up to a world of amazing people who have hearts made of gold. (You can still hire me for caregiving help, but let me stay on topic...)
Then, having been in the practice of following the breadcrumbs that my curiosity was dropping and being inspired by the people I was meeting, I began podcasting.
I love hearing everyone's stories. This is not so much a new thing for me but a return to my days of being a journalist. (I used to interview rock bands and still feel most comfortable in-between loud music, inside a pair of black leather pants, under a disco ball, wielding a backstage pass. TMI?)
And then (see, yours isn't the only life not being lived in a straight line) I stopped to ask what was missing in my life. What was I hiding from myself and others? What story was I telling myself that was stopping me from truly living?
Hello, a-ha moment!
So I decided to own the facts about me that made me happiest. I owned up to my falterings. I committed to wearing the clothes I loved but left in the closet because I felt others would feel they were too loud. (Tune in HERE to hear all about giving ourselves permission, holding space for stillness and wearing the sequin pants.) I used my superpowers and didn't sheepishly hide them but threw on a cape and allowed myself to start flying around.
The results were magical.
So I shared the ways in which I got here with friends + colleagues + clients (+ the Internet ↓).
Suddenly we were all showing up like more of ourselves + less politely + unreservedly.
Life was in technicolor again.
And I love helping others live in technicolor.
It's my superpower. (That, and dancing til dawn - or at least midnight.)
Drawing joy out of life,
Colleen Kavanaugh, CDCS