Kerry Grace - Credentialed Advanced Practitioner of Coaching Student
Three years ago I realised that life as I knew it could no longer exist.
Don’t get me wrong, life wasn’t THAT bad, in fact for someone looking in from the outside my life was pretty sweet. But underneath all of the fanfare, achievements, bolshiness and smiles I was actually crumbling.
Life does that to people, but as ‘superwoman’ I was convinced that I was immune. I was wrong.
I’d always shied away from the notion of coaching thinking it was about punching my hand in the air and walking over hot coals. I was wrong.
I accidentally stumbled upon the world of coaching and it changed me almost instantly. If I could have held a mirror to the face of that woman underneath the big smile I would have seen someone who was disconnected, lost, without direction. Someone who was searching for meaning and trying to fill a hole by rescuing everyone around her. I was wrong.
I decided to become a coach so that I could contribute to solving ‘disadvantage’ in a new way. I thought that because I wasn’t classified as ‘disadvantaged’ there was nothing wrong with me, that I should feel lucky and I had all of the internal beliefs and values that I needed to serve others. I was wrong.
My first learning experience as a coach was exciting, intoxicating but that was only a nibble of a delicious outer layer. Guess what? I was wrong! What followed was a very dark tunnel of self-discovery, I plunged deeper into my mind and soul than ever before and it hurt. I gave up my marriage, I struggled with friendships and I threw my business in the bin.
But then I found something. I could connect. I could feel. I could understand. I found me.
And from that point I could start to build. My husband and I rebuilt our marriage, with the support of many people (particularly my wonderful friend and associate Rosemary) I reinvigorated my business into an entity that can actually create sustainable and inspiring action and with a new lust for life I started new friendships and reconstructed old ones. I felt anger, rage, sadness, grief and then calm. And I continue to actually feel those emotions to this day.
Becoming a coach seemed to equate to a simple academic decision, I’m SO pleased that I was wrong. Of course the journey isn’t so gruelling for everyone but I do tend to jump in boots and all, and for the first time in a long time – I was right.
So, if you’ve noticed me acting a little weird lately now you know. Learning to be a coach has been about learning to let go as much as it’s been about asking stellar questions. Now I’m ready to step into the next zone, the application of the art and it’s very, very exciting, actually rather sumptuous.