Sometimes I think I’m the best coach in the universe.
Sometimes I believe I’m the worst.
Sometimes I am full of wonder, and sometimes I am full of shit.
Ah, well.
After weeks of beautiful sessions I can get in my head and start feeling powerful and amazing, like being God’s gift to the world (which I am, in a sense, just like you, but without the need for arrogance or superiority).
Instead of just enjoying the flow and magic of transformational conversations, I might believe that it is all about me, and on me.
Mighty Me.
Super ME!
And I start to feel really special -the smelly kind.
Ugh.
Of course life lets me indulge in that for a while, before waking me up with a humbling kick in the nuts.
Same old lesson, next level.
So, what I’d like to say is… that’s just how it is and how I am.
Just like you.
Ridiculously awesome AND full of shit (at least now and then).
Confident and doubtful.
Everything and nothing.
Because transcending stupid behavior and shitty ideas and narrow minded thinking is never a done deal.
You are never THERE.
And I don’t want to pretend otherwise.
What has changed for me big time, though, is the bouncing back.
The speed of letting go.
The space around the crap.
The delicious clarity that is so often there.
The sense of humor surrounding the seriousness.
I am much, much lighter, more free, more real.
It’s all less personal, less frightening, less up to me.
Most of the time at least.
Ah well.