Last year, I transitioned from death into life.
It always gets a chuckle.
When people hear that, they think I will share some harrowing near-death experience.
Not so dramatic for them.
But nevertheless dramatic to me.
I left my secure, well-paid, pensioned, government job as a forensic pathologist.
To become… a life coach.
What was I was looking for?
I did not know exactly know what.
But I found some answers in this poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar, simply titled:
“A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of joy to a peck of trouble,
And never a laugh but the moans come double:
And that is life.”
Sounds depressing, huh?
Maybe that was my before.
Maybe the death phase.
The darkness before the grave.
That moment when nothing seems to work right
My clients want to run through the forest naked.
They want hope in the midst of weight loss despair.
But thank God!
The story does not end there.
“Life” goes on….
“A crust and a corner that love makes precious,
With the smile to warm and the tears to refresh us:
And joy seems sweeter when cares come after,
And a moan is the finest of foils for laughter:
And that is life!”
So if you are like my clients who want to get results with ease and less effort. You want to enjoy working out. You long to move past your fears and doubts onto greater degrees of personal growth and fulfillment….
Then don’t wait any longer!
Reach out to the life that awaits you!