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I’m writing now about an epiphany about how my judgment and criticism of my husband and kids was a sincere effort to help them NOT be judged or criticized. Uh…..Gulp. Have you ever criticized a loved one in a an effort to “help” them?
Oh boy. It’s gonna get real.
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You’ve been there––in the middle of a parenting moment and you hear words come out of your mouth that feel like you’ve hit a goldmine.
“Pain isn’t always bad. Embrace it, bud.”
Where did that come from? you wonder. I don’t know, but it was golden.
I recently struck it rich to realize (again) that pain is inevitable. It’s suffering that’s optional.
When asked how he carved his infamous statue of David, Michelangelo replied, “I just chipped away what wasn’t David.”
In the business of personal coaching, group coaching, and culture audits, our goal is similar: to help individuals and groups chip away what gets in the way of inherent possibility.
“There was time before you felt (insert limiting belief here),” I tell clients. “The
You from that time is still inside.”
Then we proceed with the process of chipping marble–of chipping thinking, feeling, and doing.
“I feel badly, so something needs to change.” Feeling undesirable emotion like insecurity, fear, or anger leads to this common misunderstanding that creates havoc.
In an effort to feel better, blame surfaces. There is a problem “out there” that needs changed.
It is the fault of my spouse, my kids, that system, my boss, the weather, myself…
Now there are problems to be solved and issues to be fixed.
This month marks 13 years of marriage for my husband and me. Oh, and I think it’s important to point out we’re not soul mates.
My mom told me once “the one” was not out there somewhere. “There are lots of people we’re compatible with, and we get to decide which one we want to spend the rest of our life with,” she said.
Her short quip grounded me that searching for someone outside myself to share a you-complete-me-Jerry-McGuire-moment would just keep me looking for my other half.
And I want to be whole. (more…)