I have an aversion to the title ‘Coach’. I toyed with it for awhile; life coach, transformational coach, spiritual coach, life advisor, spiritual advisor, etc. I cringe every time someone refers to me as their coach…and I REALLY cringe when someone tells me “every coach needs a coach” implying I needed to hire a coach.
I have nothing against coaches. I actually endeavored to be a coach for a very long long time. At some point through that endeavor however, ‘coach’ no longer felt the way it used to. That feeling is what led me to identify as a Medicine Woman.
There is absolutely a place for coaches. A big wonderful lovely world for coaching, but, coaching no longer fits my soul. Not even a tiny little bit. There is no place for me in coaching.
I am a facilitator holding space for others to explore their sacredness. I don’t wish to coach, but holding space? Yes, holding space I can do for anyone and I definitely need people to hold space for me!
Holding space affords the opportunity for things to flow without rush or agenda. To pull from the murky depths of unconsciousness the golden nuggets of your truth. To be present and allow Spirit to flow through me to express whatever it needs to express, and to be present while it expresses through you whatever it needs to express.
Holding space is about the most honorable and sacred thing I can offer anyone. To hold space for their wounds to heal, their dreams to be born, their relationships to transcend and their spirits to ascend.
It’s sacred and I can’t think of anything better to do with my life!