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There is an old article in the Onion that a friend sent me years ago about the downturn in girls aspiring to be Fairy Princesses — it’s funny. You should go read it. Now. I’ll wait.
Back? My answer to Kate was, even at age 28 — “I’ll take the job!” Heck. I’d STILL take the job. I can think of very little better than helping like-minded people find their niche in life and getting comfortable with their Self and Body at the same time.
It’s sneaking its way into my dance teaching. I used to laugh (a little) at the idea of life coaching (OK, it was nervous laughter – I secretly thought I needed one, but how to find the Right Fit without losing my non-existent budget in the search before I even found one!?) and now I know I need one ’cause I think I may be becoming one without knowing it, at least in dance and stitching.
And then I had a 30 minute session with Sinclair. She pointed out that I’m much more focused than most of the people she works with… and told me that my plans would work (in fact, she suggested I raise my prices).
And I still hate the word COACH. It brings up images of sweaty socks and shoes and push-ups and coming in last running and trying to climb a rope and failing miserably and being laughed out of the gym even though I could dance circles around everyone there for hours. I do like the idea of being a sort of fairy godmother, though. The kind that provides the resources so that Cinderella, or Ashenputel, or the little goose girl can use her OWN talents to get where she wants to be. Hmmm. Thinking. thinking.