Category: Coaching

Is “becoming spiritual” a consolation prize? Are we settling for less when we give up on the pursuit of being somebody special? For me, like for a lot of us, it does feel like a consolation prize. It does feel like settling. It feels like all the effort I put into proving and improving got me  nowhere, being nobody with nothing! WTF!!! I try to do all the right things—meditate, pray, stretch myself into the postures, write the affirmation, visualize, journal, clear my chakras, burn the incense—and yet, something still feels… not right, not enough. What the HELL! Why? Here’s

There is a weightedness of grace at the core of being present. There is an ache in the question, “What could I possibly offer?” that becomes the very threshold that ignites the alchemy of wholeness. Moments—gut-wrenching, soul-breaking moments—when someone comes to me as everything in their world is falling apart. Not just falling apart… but annihilated. Evicted by abuse. Blindsided by trauma. Betrayed by systems that were supposed to help. When someone turns to me, shattered by truths too big for words, all my training, all my degrees, all my coaching frameworks go out the window. It all becomes utterly irrelevant. What

My kitchen sink drain finally clogged to the point that nothing was getting through. It was like an artery to the heart, so blocked with gunk that nothing could pump. Disaster. I went to YouTube, found what I needed, and gathered the ingredients: baking soda, vinegar, hot water, and a plunger — just in case. After following the directions, everything stayed at a standstill. I repeated the process several times. I could see the bubbling up of gunk — there was action, but no movement. I brought out the plunger. It stirred more gunk up, but the water in the

When you allow your being to be amplified, not altered…where what’s wanting to come through gets the room and reverence it deserves. When you know you want to go to these depths and show up with such daring and heart—that’s sacred work. And it’s your gift to you. “I don’t know how to do me at 73,” I said recently. “But I’m going to show up anyway, just to be curious about who I am and how I do me today.” Mastering the art of being you doesn’t happen all at once. It unfolds incrementally—choice by conscious choice. It’s not something I

After dinner, I stepped out into the night to toss a bit of organics into the compost. That’s when I heard an urgent, aching cry from the woods. A sound so raw and tender, it could only be a newborn fawn in distress. It pierced me. It was dark. I couldn’t see anything. And so, to scramble through the brush to help was ridiculous to consider. Even if I tried to bushwhack through the thick underbrush to find the baby deer, what then? What could I possibly do? I couldn’t bear the sound—what felt like suffering—and I was powerless to make it

We all want to show up as a calm, grounded presence—someone others feel safe turning to in moments of uncertainty—when they don’t how to be, or how to do what’s theirs to do. Whether we’re coaches, friends, or simply holding space in everyday conversations, we want the people around us to feel truly seen and supported—especially when fear or anxiety takes hold. One coach recently put words to this very dilemma in a way that speaks to so many of us who sit with people afraid to choose differently. Coaching Clients Who Spiral in Fear and Anxiety Jennifer asks: “A

In this series on Becoming Nobody Special, I’m sharing reflections, stories and gentle provocations from my own unfolding journey—and from the journeys of those I have the honor of walking alongside. We’d love for you to join us. Here is the link to the video. Today, I want to offer you a story that beautifully illustrates the dance between wanting to be special and learning the art of being ordinary. Remember Sarah from my previous post? This is a story about Sarah. That’s not her real name, but she’s given me full permission to share this with you — because she

Asking for Magic, One Day at a Time I want to share something that bubbled up recently and continued into the morning—something simple and tender, and also kind of profound. Here’s a link to a video if you prefer. Over the years, I’ve heard many spiritual teachers and channelers say: Ask for magic.  Ask to experience magic every day. Invite it in. So yesterday morning, I decided to do just that. In my morning prayers, I added a little note to the Universe: I would love to experience some magic today. And I did. Not in any grand or fireworks-style

We all want to be someone worth talking with—someone others feel safe being with, whether we’re friends, partners or simply showing up in the roles we play each day. Though this post speaks directly to Melinda, a coach, I believe it speaks to anyone wondering if they can be someone worth talking with—being with. Melinda’s been coaching on and off for quite a while, and she wrote in with this: “Can I really do this? I constantly question my value as a life coach, especially after my personal coaching sessions with you, Dr. Rosie.” First of all, thank you, Melinda.