I took some time away from this blog to finish a project that I committed myself to one year ago. I just became a certified Martha Beck Institute Life Coach. Boom. Weekly classes. Lots of reading. Over 100 hours of practice coaching. I became a life coach not because I thought I’d be good a particularly good one but because I knew I needed the lessons. I wanted to learn to listen better. I wanted to figure out how I missed some billboard sized red flags in my own life. I wanted to figure out how to move forward without constantly looking dazed and confused.
And, without realizing it, I also relearned the importance of being totally OK with having no idea what I was doing.
I remember when I first started to teach yoga, I knew that I was terrible at it. And, I also knew that I had internally hurled negative judgments at teachers while I was a student. So, I understood that I was going to be on the receiving end of similar judgment for a long time. Until I got better at it. Years, maybe. I had to learn to not care what people thought of me and my teaching. I had to learn to judge the success or failure of my own class based on my own standards. I taught yoga badly for a good long time. I’m sorry, you poor students.
But, I got better.
And so now I’m a life coach. Probably, a pretty bad one. I’ll continue to do it badly until I learn how to be a good one. Until I can call these tools my own.
It’s getting easier to fail these days.
In fact, I realize that the more I fail, the more I learn.