Stop, he said. Don’t come dragging that old story again, just do what it takes. We can spend our time together talking about petty things, things you know full well how to get done, or… we can spend it on that which would really provide value for you. It’s your choice. What do you choose?
Once again, coach Dave gave me the mental slap in the face I needed to shake out of a limiting belief I’d been holding on to for a couple of months. Like a mantra I’d been telling myself, over and over again, only a mantra that kept me small. Kept me a victim. Kept me in a passive state of mind, which definitely did not help me make either of the two choices.
It didn’t help me do what I needed to get done, and it didn’t open me up for working on the other stuff either, the dream, the enticing and alluring idea I’d cracked a few weeks earlier in another conversation with him.
He’s good at it.
Keeping me large, that’s what he does.
Holds me to my inner Goddess, to the fierce and powerful Amazon warrior within.
Mirroring for me what that Helena is all about, what I am capable of, when I own It. When I own Me. Owning that powerful-beyond-measure that is the light within, and letting it shine, shine, shine! Doing what it takes.