教練時刻



“教練時刻”需要一個
周到,有時輕鬆愉快,看看如何執教
可以交織在我們的日常生活中。

洗衣生活
通過賈尼斯亨特


掛衣服
在陽光下潮濕和芬芳
她抬起臉
聆聽板材拍打
在微風中投降
準備起航
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9月份是什麼地方 are? Is it spring? Or has the frazzling
heat of August started to fade, leaving you fresher and less floppy? Do you
take on new clients, begin new ventures?


September feels like the start of a new year for me, with its promise of exciting
new beginnings, classes and semesters. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent
most of my life as a student or a teacher or because my birthday falls at the
end of August and both my children were born in the autumn. Whatever the reason,
this is a time for freshly sharpened pencils, for blank pages and tempting piles
of books, something to look forward to on darkening days as the nip of autumn
turns into the unexpected bite of winter.


I have a cupboard in the dining room where I store all the Christmas candles,
scented oils and festive season bargains bought in the January sales. Wedged
at the back are some wooden Shaker hearts, hand-painted a warm, folk art red.
They were a free gift with a magazine and I always planned to do something creative
with them. Waiting in there, patiently for years, they’ve soaked up the
fragrance of cinnamon, apple and spice. If I’m ever saddened by the fading
brightness of autumn, or tempted to see it as a season of loss rather than a
time of fruitful abundance, I furtively open those doors and inhale the excitement
of another season nestled within, like Russian dolls.


As evolving souls in human bodies, we’re meant to grow, to feel the seasons,
to surrender to the beauty of each one – but like many people, I’m not
very good at letting go. My daughter started high school a few weeks ago and
I spent an anxious, distressed day pacing like a caged animal, unable to relax
until she burst through the door beaming. My dad is eighty three this month
and has started to prepare for a different kind of letting go, sorting through
his treasures, putting his life and house in order.


One thing that calms me when the months and years seem to be spinning out of
control is to anchor myself in the everyday details of creating a life I love.
I try to cultivate gratitude and focus on the people I love, on the things that
inspire me and on the thoughts, emotions and details that are within my power
to change; then I just do my best to trust the rest to the universe.


Every autumn, I get a craving, an almost visceral nesting instinct to clear
out all the debris of an old year. Out go old passions and paradigms, making
room for abundance, new experiences, new people and new lessons to flow into
my life. Clutter clearing – my own and other people’s – brings me
so much pleasure, it should be X-rated. Deciding what to do with every sheet
of paper, every object, every garment or piece of fabric is a living, breathing
meditation, a tangible way to strengthen my choice muscles and ask some important
問題:

  • If I had ten minutes to rescue
    my belongings, would I take this?
  • 我真的,
    and need this or am I keeping it ‘just in case it comes in useful’?
  • Could someone else get more
    benefit from this or love it more?
  • Am I keeping this just to
    please someone else? Or because it came from someone I care about?
  • Is this anchoring me in the
    past when I need to be moving on?
  • 這種心靈是美麗的嗎?
  • Will the kids be glad I saved
    this in the attic for them or roll their eyes in years to come and wonder
    what on earth I was thinking about?
  • 這個對像是否散發積極的,
    授權 能源?
  • What does it say about me?
    And do I 它對我說什麼?
  • Does it symbolise a value,
    something good, something precious?
  • Do I spend more time dusting
    souvenirs than I do making memories?


Every time I shred paper and clear out my clutter, my coaching and poetry get
better, the house becomes more spacious and easier to clean, we all have more
energy… and I lose weight! As well as space and energy, a cathartic clean-out
also frees up time and money. A few weeks ago, we had a family holiday in a
small, white cottage by a sea loch; it was funded entirely by what we’d
earned from family car-boot sales and by what we’d saved by recycling
and re-organising.


什麼可以 let go of this autumn to prepare the ground for the
seeds of a new season?

賈尼斯
亨特是一名作家,教師和IAC認證教練
目前專注於家庭生活輔導 - 幫助人們
創造真實,充滿精神的生活和他們喜歡的家園 -
並支持教練進行認證旅程。
她與丈夫和兩個孩子住在蘇格蘭。


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