Hiii! It’s been awhile, I know. Life has gotten hectic, work is insane — and somehow, half of my life has become shuttling Lina Bobina to and from dance classes. Speaking of hectic-ness, though (I do understand that “hectic-ness” isn’t a word), something sort of fabulous went down this summer that’s helped me deal with all my chaos. I got a life coach. Which sounds even weird to say, because I’m NOT self-helpy. I’m not new-agey. I’m stubborn and cynical. All of which makes it hard to deal with the ups and downs of, like, living. If you’re out here with no guiding light — things can get real confusing, real quick.
The weirdest part was that my friend, genius photographer Wyatt Gallery did the coaching. Now. I’ve known this person for a very long time. He’s like family. Would you take your play-cousin seriously if he offered to be your personal Buddha? But I’d heard rave reviews about his coaching, and I was feeling a bit spiritually lost, so with a healthy amount of skepticism, I said yes. Here’s the thing. He changed my thinking, completely. This guy didn’t give advice, didn’t try to tell me what to do — he gently asked questions that led me to the right answers, myself. He ordered my thoughts. He helped me learn how to speak with intention and manage my fear; how to liberate myself from victimhood! It was exhilarating. I would leave each call feeling motivated to break out of my creative and physical rut and better myself! I even started working out (well, I bought some outfits from Modell’s — which included a neon pink fanny pack, biker shorts and matching Nikes — and began taking brisk twenty-minute walks around my hood. Baby steps). And he ended each call asking me to name three things I was grateful for in the past week. It’s amazing how I never realized that something so obvious — gratitude — could help put your woes into perspective.
I say this to say that Wyatt is beyond talented. And now, he’s holding weekly group coaching webinars, starting on Monday! All you have to do is sign up here, and call in. Give him a try. Just make sure you’re ready to be seen in public wearing neon spandex, because it’s so going down.