<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634</id><updated>2013-12-13T22:31:18.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindfulness Coaching for Life! </title><subtitle type='html'>Save Time ~ Tell the Truth℠</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-8966285190041275133</id><published>2013-05-13T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T13:27:57.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Connecting with your humanness</title><content type='html'> &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I believe that life is a journey of connection to self and to others.&amp;nbsp; In relationships, sharing all of who I am with others seems to come naturally. Though it wasn&#39;t always that way!&amp;nbsp; I remember hiding the parts of me that felt weak or inferior to my ideal self. What I&#39;ve found is that sharing all of me has been a great way to learn more about myself.&amp;nbsp; Through reaching out to others, I am able to not only get support but also to give them an opportunity to grow with me.&amp;nbsp; The deeper connection to self and others is, in my mind, the whole point of this life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;How do you feel when someone reaches out to you for support? Does it  feel like a burden or is it gratifying that they would want to include  you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I challenge you today to reach out and share yourself with a friend. Not just what&#39;s going well for you in life, but also the part of you that is learning and needing support.&amp;nbsp; What good is it to have friends that you only share good news with?&amp;nbsp; What about the stuff in between?&amp;nbsp; The experiences of growing and learning?&amp;nbsp;  Sharing all of our humanness with each other is equally valuable.&amp;nbsp; In my experience, it&#39;s another door to connect through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The ability to make an emotional connection is so often misunderstood. It&#39;s not just about being emotional or showing emotion. It&#39;s about making a human connection ~ one person to another.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In love, light and connection, Robyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKSWmmOyiXQ/UZEdiI1hGkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/abdB-8bv2Rk/s1600/almost-holding-hands.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;227&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKSWmmOyiXQ/UZEdiI1hGkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/abdB-8bv2Rk/s320/almost-holding-hands.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: &quot;What! You too? I thought I was the only one. ~ C.S. Lewis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/8966285190041275133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2013/05/connecting-with-your-humanness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/8966285190041275133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/8966285190041275133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2013/05/connecting-with-your-humanness.html' title='Connecting with your humanness'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKSWmmOyiXQ/UZEdiI1hGkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/abdB-8bv2Rk/s72-c/almost-holding-hands.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-1678724692315646663</id><published>2011-06-10T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T08:24:14.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unintended Impact</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:Times;  panose-1:2 0 5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:&quot;&quot;;  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} p  {margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;  mso-ascii-font-family:Times;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Times;  mso-bidi-font-family:&quot;Times New Roman&quot;;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;You throw a pebble into calm water and watch the ripples until they reach the shore. It&#39;s the same with our choices, which are the pebbles of our lives. Life is a series of events; pebbles thrown into the water. Every situation that we face in our lives has thoughts and emotions. Every decision we make has a direct impact on others and lest we forget the indirect impact as well. Every decision you make, every action you take has consequences. Just because I don&#39;t see them, doesn&#39;t mean they don&#39;t exist. There were pebbles thrown and ripples on the water well before I came into existence that have had an impact on my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;How do you avoid unintended impact or consequences? AND Do you event want to avoid unintended impacts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;In my experience, while it may not always be possible to avoid the impact you have on others, you can be more aware - and thus encounter less &quot;unintended&quot; impacts.&amp;nbsp; By paying attention to the ripples, by stepping outside yourself long enough to understand and recognize that the choices you make today could affect not only you, but also others for years, and even generations to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;Consider this scenario:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;Recently, Mary decided to paint her kitchen. There were paint cans out, floor coverings, a ladder.. the usual stuff you&#39;d have out to paint your kitchen.&amp;nbsp; The phone rang and a friend on the other line invited Mary to the chance to do something she very much wanted to do. So she left the rest of the painting to her husband John, and apologized that she didn&#39;t mean to dump that extra work on him. That is, the adverse consequences for him were just an unintended byproduct of her choice. John graciously accepted his wife&#39;s apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;While Mary&#39;s imposition on John was unintended, it was not unpredictable. It was a completely predictable consequence of Mary’s choice. That the intent she had in mind did not include imposing costs on John left unchanged the fact that it did so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;Under what circumstances is &quot;I didn&#39;t mean to&quot; a sufficient excuse or apology, with no further actions required? What, if anything, is your responsibility in the ripple created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .1pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: .1pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;This post is in the spirit of opening a dialogue about this topic Unintended Impact and it’s ripple effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/1678724692315646663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2011/06/unintended-impact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/1678724692315646663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/1678724692315646663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2011/06/unintended-impact.html' title='Unintended Impact'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-7800752127300187636</id><published>2011-01-30T08:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T23:17:04.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; 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font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;div name=&quot;divDefaultStyle&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;When I&#39;m being interrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When someone is making an assumption about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I&#39;m being &quot;taught&quot; and am not asking for advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I think I&amp;nbsp;know something while someone else is talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I don&#39;t like what someone else is saying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I have something &quot;better&quot; to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I feel foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When I don&#39;t know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When the going gets tough - S T A Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stay and speak what is in my integrity to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stay when my mind wants to close.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stay and keep my mind and heart open long enough to hear what&#39;s being said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stay and learn more about who I&amp;nbsp;am by holding tight and waiting to see what&#39;s next rather than assuming I&amp;nbsp;know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Breath and Stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TUVnN5o86sI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RC8uiYTf8yA/s1600/flight.jpg&quot; 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}@font-face {   font-family: &quot;Cambria&quot;; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; } &lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;A sweet friend of mine passed away two weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; Adam was 51 years old and his passing was sudden.&amp;nbsp; My husband and I went to the family&#39;s home to be with his wife, Nina and family.&amp;nbsp; Adam and Nina have two children.&amp;nbsp; I heard their daughter, Rebecca (11yrs) crying.&amp;nbsp; I wobbled on what to do.&amp;nbsp; Is it my business?&amp;nbsp; Should I&amp;nbsp;offer myself?&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t want to interfere.&amp;nbsp; She was with Nina and there were family surrounding them - casually sitting nearby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;I felt a strong pull, an urge. It was a curious pull and for a moment I considered what the pull was towards.&amp;nbsp; What was my stake in that moment?&amp;nbsp; The core feeling and intention in that moment was compassion and wanting to offer a perspective that may be overlooked in the midst of grief.&amp;nbsp; It was so strong that I&amp;nbsp;noticed myself stand up and walk over to where the little girl cried as her mother held her.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;just softly touched her arm and smiled.&amp;nbsp; It was safe.&amp;nbsp; I saw in Nina&#39;s eyes that I was welcome.&amp;nbsp; I asked Rebecca a simple question and watched her open up in such a sweet vulnerable way that my heart poured out to her. I gently shared my experience with my father passing away and then asked her a few more questions that had a wonderfully positive impact on her immediately.&amp;nbsp; She opened up and while I&amp;nbsp;won&#39;t go into all the details, I can say that in that moment I saw my purpose and it was strong and clear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;The next morning I&amp;nbsp;received a note of gratitude from Nina for talking with her daughter.&amp;nbsp; Receiving this acknowledgment was a gift and told me to notice where I follow my instinct and to question what stops me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Honoring my urge and doing so after questioning what my stake was, helped me be purposeful in my delivery and thus the impact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; As I&amp;nbsp;reflect on this I&amp;nbsp;notice that I&amp;nbsp;have strong &quot;stakes&quot;&amp;nbsp;in my life.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve never used that word before so it was a bit odd for me to wrap my head around at first and now I&#39;m finding all the &quot;stakes&quot; that have driven me in my life.&amp;nbsp; The word that resonates more for me is motive.&amp;nbsp; What is my motive?&amp;nbsp; In this I find where it&#39;s about ego vs. offering to another. &amp;nbsp; My stake or motive that night was coming from my heart.&amp;nbsp; It was void of any ego or interfering.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s hard to put into words the out of body experience that I&amp;nbsp;had as I walked from the kitchen to where Rebecca was - and it was just an amazing space of giving as I&amp;nbsp;honored my stake. &amp;nbsp; I feel like a space is opening for me and I&#39;m eager to see where it takes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; What was the last urge you followed? How did it turn out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;In peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0.1pt 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Robyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/6546452709186732255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/11/following-urge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/6546452709186732255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/6546452709186732255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/11/following-urge.html' title='Following an urge.'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-3989602300026161404</id><published>2010-07-13T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:00:47.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you settling for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.” ~ Maureen Dowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside each one of us there is a vision of the type of life we want. We may have seen images of it in our youth and most certainly at some point as we began our adult lives. I believe that everyone has the ability to live an authentic and fulfilled life. Why then do people settle for less than they want or deserve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you settle, whether it be in a relationship or job, you lose sight of your dreams and at some point you may not even be able to connect to those dreams again. Many of my clients come to me as a result of the realization that they have been living their life in auto pilot. It&#39;s as if they woke up one morning and found themselves in the middle of their life and in a space of regret for all the time that&#39;s slipped by. What have they been doing? Certainly not living their life on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listen to their life story it seems clear that they&#39;ve settled for most of the experiences that life has brought them. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Key words - brought them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The idea of creating a life according to their dreams seems almost foreign and certainly unfathomable at this stage. They&#39;ve lost that sense of reverence, of sacredness, of reaching for something high and something that moves them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve heard people say that it&#39;s easier to just settle. They say things like &quot;I&#39;m too old at this stage of my life to change things&quot; or &quot;it&#39;s too hard.&quot; And to that I say &quot;Where there is a will, there is a way!&quot; No, this isn&#39;t easy for me to say, I did it. I changed my life. I took risks and put myself out on the ledge. The rewards have far outweighed the risk. I found it hard to continue to settle. The truth is, the more you settle, the more you betray yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop...and imagine your ideal life. Really stop and focus on the images that come to your mind. What would it look like? Where would you live? Who are the people you&#39;d surround yourself with? What would you do? Is there more adventure? More humor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the life you could have and how amazing it would be to live your life intentionally all the time! Connect with that vision, deep down, and ask yourself whether you can really go on settling, whether you can continue to do that to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you settling in your life? What mantra do you keep hearing over and over in your head that keeps you from living your ideal life? What story are you telling yourself that keeps you from taking a chance on living within your integrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to do &lt;em&gt;one thing this week&lt;/em&gt; to bring you closer to doing that one thing that you&#39;ve put off and always wanted to do. What is that one thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robyn&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/3989602300026161404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-are-you-settling-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/3989602300026161404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/3989602300026161404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-are-you-settling-for.html' title='What are you settling for?'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-5818166462308187790</id><published>2010-07-07T00:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:29:09.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;I recently read the book &lt;em&gt;Being Happy&lt;/em&gt; by Andrew Matthews.&amp;nbsp; In the book there is a wonderful piece written by an eighty five year old man who learned he was dying.&amp;nbsp; As I read&amp;nbsp;the passage pasted below,&amp;nbsp;the question that came to me was: Why does it take death or near death experiences to inspire people to live?&amp;nbsp; When I witnessed my father&#39;s passing I found myself vowing to live my life to it&#39;s fullest and wonder why it took such an event to motivate me.&amp;nbsp; Are we born with the belief that time is limitless and at what point do we notice that each day is a gift and could actually be our last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79;&quot;&gt;If I had my life to live over again, I’d try to make more mistakes next time. I wouldn’t be so perfect. I would relax more. I’d limber up. I’d be sillier that I’ve been on this trip. In fact, I know very few things that I would take so seriously. I’d be crazier. I’d be less hygienic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79;&quot;&gt;I’d take more chances, I’d take more trips, I’d climb more mountains, I’d swim more rivers, I’d go places I’ve never been to. I’d eat more ice cream and fewer beans. I’d have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79;&quot;&gt;You see, I was one of those people who lived prophylactically and sensibly and sanely hour after hour and day after day. Oh. I’ve had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I’d have more of those moments – moment by moment by moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79;&quot;&gt;I’ve been one of those people who never went anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had to do it all over again I’d travel lighter next time. If I had to do it all over again, I’d start earlier in the spring and stay way later in the fall. I’d ride more merry-go-rounds, I’d watch more sunrises, and I’d play with more children, if I had my life to live over again. ~ But you see, I don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Seize the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Robyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TDP3sj1xW0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/jCeQUsjilRs/s1600/carpe+diem.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; rw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TDP3sj1xW0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/jCeQUsjilRs/s320/carpe+diem.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What have you been putting off in your life that you could be doing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s stopping you from living a fulfilled life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/5818166462308187790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/5818166462308187790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/5818166462308187790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-happy.html' title='Being Happy'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TDP3sj1xW0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/jCeQUsjilRs/s72-c/carpe+diem.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-8216039884709828576</id><published>2010-07-03T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T20:05:18.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC_MD-dwnEI/AAAAAAAAADo/PqMql7Id41g/s1600/Fourth-of-july-quotes-Independence-Day-Celebrations-4th-of-july-150x150.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; rw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC_MD-dwnEI/AAAAAAAAADo/PqMql7Id41g/s320/Fourth-of-july-quotes-Independence-Day-Celebrations-4th-of-july-150x150.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;We are blessed to live in a land that affords such freedom and opportunity, and that is protected by such brave men and women. These famous quotes on patriotism celebrate our nation and our love of country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;I believe in America because we have great dreams--and because we have the opportunity to make those dreams come true.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Wendell L. Wilkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;~ John F. Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;There is nothing wrong with America that the faith, love of freedom, intelligence, and energy of her citizens cannot cure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~Dwight D. Eisenhower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;For what avail the plough or sail, or land or life, if freedom fail? ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;It is easy to take liberty for granted, when you have never had it taken from you. ~Author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;I wish that every human life might be pure transparent freedom. ~Simone de Beauvoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Freedom is the oxygen of the soul. ~Moshe Dayan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Independence Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/8216039884709828576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/8216039884709828576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/8216039884709828576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC_MD-dwnEI/AAAAAAAAADo/PqMql7Id41g/s72-c/Fourth-of-july-quotes-Independence-Day-Celebrations-4th-of-july-150x150.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-4515607771856006250</id><published>2010-07-02T11:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:23:24.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Room to Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Is the world shifting or is it just my perception of the world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve noticed over the past few months that many of my relationships have changed.&amp;nbsp; They feel safer, more consistant and open.&amp;nbsp; Is it me or them?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;My entire being is filled with gratitude for the people who have come in and out of my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;It&#39;s all been for me.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; As I look back over the course of my life, I notice that I was in constant wait and hope&amp;nbsp;to find my comfort and feel grounded.&amp;nbsp; I was living life as if it were a dress rehearsal.&amp;nbsp; What I didn&#39;t realize was that it (my life) was happening and that by wishing for something different, I was missing it.&amp;nbsp; My life and world was all within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;What I think of the world a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;nd the people I surround myself IS my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s as simple as that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Who would you be in your life if you didn&#39;t believe thoughts like I should be different.&amp;nbsp; I need something else.&amp;nbsp; He is rude.&amp;nbsp; She cut me off.&amp;nbsp; He shouldn&#39;t have said that. She should appreciate me.&amp;nbsp; Mother&#39;s are supposed to____.&amp;nbsp; Husband&#39;s shouldn&#39;t _____.&amp;nbsp; Wife&#39;s should _____.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;What I have found is that&amp;nbsp;without these thoughts (true or not) there is room to breathe and witness the beauty of what is.&amp;nbsp; When I hold should and shouldn&#39;t as rules, I limit myself and my experience of others.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;I invite you to find room to breathe this weekend as&amp;nbsp;you witness yourself and your thoughts about others.&amp;nbsp; Take a moment to consider who you would be in that moment, if that negative or judgmental thought didn&#39;t appear.&amp;nbsp; What would be different?&amp;nbsp; I challenge you to walk past the thought and love the way of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;My sweet son, Angelo painted this for me and it reminds me of how we all hold the world in our hands.&amp;nbsp; What does your world look like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC4Fvk5fY2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-psdXeEGpaQ/s1600/The+World+Lady.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; rw=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC4Fvk5fY2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-psdXeEGpaQ/s320/The+World+Lady.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;In peace and love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/4515607771856006250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/room-to-breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/4515607771856006250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/4515607771856006250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/07/room-to-breathe.html' title='Room to Breathe'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TC4Fvk5fY2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-psdXeEGpaQ/s72-c/The+World+Lady.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-6739801255284212846</id><published>2010-06-29T09:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:42:58.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday&#39;s with Tucker:  Perseverance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won&#39;t. ~Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Tucker is strong willed and doesn&#39;t take &quot;no - no&quot; for an answer easily.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s endearing actually and reminds me to choose my battles and respect the will of others - unless it&#39;s putting them in danger of course.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;The truth is, we&amp;nbsp;all know our limits.&amp;nbsp; We may&amp;nbsp;not honor them, we may not listen to the little voice inside that suggests we rethink what we&#39;re about to do or say... and, as&amp;nbsp;I consider where I went astray in my life, I really &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;know what to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCn0F_lpGUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrIVnMODZqc/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+Tucker+June+2010+008.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ru=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCn0F_lpGUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrIVnMODZqc/s320/Copy+(2)+of+Tucker+June+2010+008.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/6739801255284212846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/perseverance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/6739801255284212846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/6739801255284212846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/perseverance.html' title='Tuesday&#39;s with Tucker:  Perseverance'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCn0F_lpGUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nrIVnMODZqc/s72-c/Copy+(2)+of+Tucker+June+2010+008.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-3684578598589061995</id><published>2010-06-24T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:35:57.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggling is Good...</title><content type='html'>My son was in second grade and experiencing the usual little boy issues with children in school and&amp;nbsp;the neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; I was finding my way in where to help and where to&amp;nbsp;allow him to find his way.&amp;nbsp; His counselor shared this story&amp;nbsp;with me and it&#39;s a lesson I&#39;ve always held close to my heart ever since. I hope it has meaning for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCNfKKsrrUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WbNscRuraq8/s1600/butterfly.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ru=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCNfKKsrrUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WbNscRuraq8/s320/butterfly.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This&amp;nbsp;story is attributed to Henry Miller, the writer, about a little boy in India who went up to a guru who was sitting and looking at something in his hand. The little boy went up and looked at it. He didn’t quite understand what it was, so he asked the guru, &quot;What is that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It’s a cocoon,&quot; answered the guru, &quot;Inside the cocoon is a butterfly. Soon the cocoon is going to split, and the butterfly will come out.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Could I have it?&quot; asked the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes,&quot; said the guru, &quot;but you must promise me that when the cocoon splits and the butterfly starts to come out and is beating it’s wings to get out of the cocoon, you won’t help it. It is important not to help the butterfly by breaking the cocoon apart. It must do it on it’s own.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy promised, took the cocoon, and went home with it. He then sat and watched it. He saw it begin to vibrate and move and quiver, and finally the cocoon split in half. Inside was a beautiful damp butterfly, frantically beating its wings against the cocoon, trying to get out and not seeming to be able to do it. The little boy desperately wanted to help. Finally, he gave in, and pushed the two halves of the cocoon apart. The butterfly sprang out, but as soon as it got out, it fell to the ground and was dead. The little boy picked up the dead butterfly and in tears went back to the guru and showed it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Little boy,&quot; said the guru, &quot;You pushed open the cocoon, didn’t you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes,&quot; said the little boy, &quot;I did.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guru spoke to him gravely, &quot;You don’t understand. You didn’t understand what you were doing. When the butterfly comes out of the cocoon, the only way he can strengthen it’s wings is by beating them against the cocoon. It beats against the cocoon so it’s muscles will grow strong. When you helped it, you prevented it from developing the muscles it would need to survive.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So often, what seems harsh or cruel in nature, is in reality wisdom and kindness for the time ahead.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/3684578598589061995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/struggling-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/3684578598589061995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/3684578598589061995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/struggling-is-good.html' title='Struggling is Good...'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/TCNfKKsrrUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WbNscRuraq8/s72-c/butterfly.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-7060059081162459478</id><published>2010-06-23T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:44:25.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Start with an Intention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;So much has shifted in my life since my last posting!&amp;nbsp; I have so many thoughts, so many experiences each day and the idea of writing them all down - eloquently I might add - seems burdensome.&amp;nbsp; AND - I&#39;m being called to do it!&amp;nbsp; Over the course of the past two weeks at least 4 people have said &quot;you should blog about that&quot; or &quot;you should put that in writing.&quot;&amp;nbsp; So, here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;My intention is to Blog at least once a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class=&quot;goog-spellcheck-word&quot;&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... we&#39;ll see how that goes eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;Since we are half way into 2010 - looking back isn&#39;t my preference.&amp;nbsp; However, to get you up to speed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;I celebrated my 45th Birthday in February and am so appreciative of where I am in my life today.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s been quite a ride and I finally feel like my feet are on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;At the end of 2009 I officially changed careers.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;left the corporate world&amp;nbsp;behind&amp;nbsp;and am now blissfully happy as a Certified Co-active Life Coach in my own practice.&amp;nbsp; The rewards have been rich and plenty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;At first it was a bit awkward learning what it means to be self-employed.&amp;nbsp; I had spent so many years doing the 9-5 thing that the idea of not actually having to go somewhere felt almost depressing.&amp;nbsp; Okay, it &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;depressing!&amp;nbsp; I felt like I&#39;d been fired and the fact is, it was my choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;I couldn&#39;t figure out what was so depressing about it until my husband said &quot;honey, you didn&#39;t quit your job,&amp;nbsp; you &quot;changed careers.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;goog-spellcheck-word&quot;&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;... that felt &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much better.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was so busy wondering if I was nuts to &quot;quit&quot; a perfectly good job, especially with the economy the way it was, that I hadn&#39;t considered the opportunity I had in front of me.&amp;nbsp; I was doing exactly what I wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; Fascinating how a shift in wording can make all the difference in the world eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;My days are filled with client calls, building my coaching practice, attending various networking events and pondering life as it unfolds in front of me.&amp;nbsp; I love my job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;On family note:&amp;nbsp; We have a new addition to our home - Tucker.&amp;nbsp; Tucker is a 2 month old, curious, energetic, sweet gray tabby cat.&amp;nbsp; He was a gift to me for Mother&#39;s day.&amp;nbsp; My son decided it was time to bring a baby into the house again.&amp;nbsp; Little did he know this would turn his once sane Mother into a complete knuckle head when it comes to the care and feeding and TLC that a kitten of this cuteness requires!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;As a side note:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Two&amp;nbsp;of our&amp;nbsp;three cats went&amp;nbsp;to heaven in 2009 and our last born, Timber was seemingly down and lonely.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s taken Timber a full month to adjust and I&#39;m pleased to say he is now a worthy mentor to the little bundle of energy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;As you may have surmised, Tucker has been quite the focal point and thus, he will have a page specifically dedicated to his life.&amp;nbsp; Look for&amp;nbsp;his page: &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesdays with Tucker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not sure how Timber will feel about this... and perhaps Timber will get Thursdays.... though I think if I went that far, my husband and son will likely have me committed!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;In peace and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/7060059081162459478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/start-with-intention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/7060059081162459478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/7060059081162459478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2010/06/start-with-intention.html' title='Start with an Intention'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-255917325649873284</id><published>2009-09-22T12:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:49:59.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who&#39;s Your Biggest Critic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human beings have an inalienable right to invent themselves&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Germaine Greer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Big dreams are the fuel of personal growth and progress. Yet so many people choose to think within the box - a limited space that&#39;s been created either by their fears or by their belief that it isn&#39;t possible to live their lives bigger or better. The result? Instead of embracing the energy of change, they resign themselves to the frustration that comes with stagnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Often what keeps us in our place is that inner voice that becomes louder and more insistent in proportion to the grandeur of our dreams. Although this voice goes by many names - The Saboteur, The Gremlin, The Inner Critic, The Judge, and so on - it is always ready to dish out judgment, rules, and limiting beliefs just as we are about to step out and take a personal risk to achieve change and fulfillment. The voice usually says things like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/Srj1i1Ovs_I/AAAAAAAAABk/w_DQHO56n4w/s1600-h/saboteur_2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; iq=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/Srj1i1Ovs_I/AAAAAAAAABk/w_DQHO56n4w/s200/saboteur_2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can&#39;t... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You should... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You shouldn&#39;t... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You&#39;re too..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s too late... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You don&#39;t have the time... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Maybe someday....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;...and as we listen, our confidence and resolve begins to disappear. Then, instead of designing and manifesting the life we want, we retreat, never to know the joy that comes from following our bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Your challenge this week is to continue that process by identifying and neutralizing the inner voice (which I will refer to as the saboteur) that holds you back whenever you want to step out and think big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The first step in this neutralization process is to simply be aware and notice when your saboteur starts to speak. What is the situation? Is there a pattern to its appearances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Once you&#39;ve developed an awareness of your saboteur&#39;s patterns, give it an identity. Have fun with this - give it a name and a personality, and create a visual image of it. By bringing your saboteur out of hiding and giving it an identity, it begins to lose its power to cause you fear and stall your actions. The more vivid and humorous your image is, the more easily you will be able to deal with what your saboteur says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Understand that your saboteur&#39;s motives are to protect you from pain and disappointment, but it&#39;s only one part of your being that is playing the role of the over-protective parent. Tune into the other voices that are speaking and hear what they say, always making sure you listen for messages that are aligned with your personal core values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Finally, develop an inner coach to dialogue with the saboteur. Take a piece of paper, fold it in half lengthwise, and on the left side make a list of the most common statements your saboteur makes whenever you decide to try something new. Then, for each negative statement, write a response that comes from your other, positive voices. Give these affirmative statements to your inner coach to use whenever your saboteur shows up with negative messages. Your coach will speak powerfully from the authority of your values and counter the nay-saying of your inner critic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Learning to recognize your saboteur and developing a strategy to enlist the support of your inner coach is an important tool for your personal growth. Once you understand that you can choose your thoughts, you can start to think big and take action on those thoughts. You can look at your dreams and have the confidence to follow them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mylivesignature.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/298/8F8671EC91152FF01DE8B6A7A2A923AC.png&quot; style=&quot;background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/255917325649873284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-your-biggest-critic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/255917325649873284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/255917325649873284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-your-biggest-critic.html' title='Who&#39;s Your Biggest Critic?'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__9xRWOkOKFU/Srj1i1Ovs_I/AAAAAAAAABk/w_DQHO56n4w/s72-c/saboteur_2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5030162178660439634.post-1097879418134750886</id><published>2009-09-12T11:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:11:19.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;So, my newest friend Kate - whom I already adore, told me that I just &quot;have to&quot; blog and who am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;I to not do what I&#39;m told so here I sit... blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;It will be interesting to see how this evolves as I truly haven&#39;t an agenda for my blog other than to share my own noticings as I travel through the chapters of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;For now I offer you with the thought that came to me when Kate told me to blog&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Why Not?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you not doing? AND WHY NOT? What&#39;s stopping you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In peace and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/feeds/1097879418134750886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/1097879418134750886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5030162178660439634/posts/default/1097879418134750886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovewhatiscoaching.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official.html' title='Why Not?'/><author><name>Robyn Povich</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/116023942283636031767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XchTB5VXcwg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BD1IhiWeYY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>