What I Learned From A Snail.

So as many of you know, I've recently left my full time job to start my own coaching business. For the first time in decades, I followed my heart and my body, which were screaming for a change. Plowing through my fear, I made a plan and I stuck with it. I gave my notice, and now, here I am, a few weeks later, on the other side of corporate life, sitting at my kitchen table, writing this blog and WORRYING MY ASS OFF!

See here's the thing: I know I'm a good coach. I'm no expert, but I know I can help people return to joy in their lives. I believe in the power of the human spirit to overcome obstacles. I believe in my gifts of intuition, empathy and creativity. BUT I've never built a business before. I've never worked for myself. THERE IS SO MUCH TO DO! There's a community to build, workshops to fill, blogging and facebooking and reaching out and following up.

In the face of all this "to-do listing," sometimes I feel what I've accomplished so far is a WHOLE LOTTA FREAKING NOTHING. Hence this nagging worry. And, I won't lie, not a small amount of inner panic and procrastination. (Anyone else out there really good at procrastination? I've raised it to the level of art, methinks....) ANYWAY, faced with all of this frustration, I needed some support. Or comfort. Or motivation. Or just some freaking RELIEF.

Then, recently, I discovered my hero/heroine in the most unlikely way, during a beautiful conversation with an awesome client of mine:


Google says the average garden snail does a top speed of 50 YARDS per hour. Making them the slowest creatures on earth. As they travel, they deposit a slime trail. Gross. But it's also the reason they can do cool things like travel vertically, or even upside-down along surfaces. (Nothing refreshes like a change of scenery!)

So I got to thinking, what would it be like to live like a snail? To cruise through life at a pace so slooooooooooooooow that it would take a whole morning to walk to the mailbox?

How chill would I have to be, knowing it would take me a month to get to the grocery store?

Yet, the snail DOES make progress. S/he (snails are also hermaphrodites- talk about being well balanced!) goes along pretty much nonstop, unless sleeping. Snails often cover great distances in their lifetime.

What could I let go of to be happier moving forward at a slower pace? Perfectionism? Yup. That's a biggy for me. I've heard it said that DONE is better than perfect. So maybe I don't have to have everything perfect before rolling it out to you beautiful folks? Maybe people will appreciate and connect with me more because I don't claim to be some super-human who has it all figured out? Okay.

What else does the snail know that I don't? How about PATIENCE? This journey of mine is just beginning. I'm learning and growing and sharing. It's a P-R-O-C-E-S-S. Why would I want to skip all that and go straight to the ending? I mean, visualizing and manifesting are great, but if I've learned anything since starting this journey, it is that the DOING is where the magic happens. And the destination? Well, that's really just a mirage, isn't it? Because in life, do we ever really stop wanting to learn and grow and try new things? I know I sure don't.

In life, the true growth is in the moving. Laying down your plan (or not) and forging your path forward. Some days I'm all fire and motivation. Other days, I'm decidedly NOT. Instead of getting frustrated, I'm working to embrace my inner snail. Giving myself permission to go slow, and appreciating the HELL out of these moments. After all, what's more important than learning how to feel truly alive?

I'd love to hear your thoughts on embracing your inner snail, or something you're reacting to in this post, or maybe just a quick hello!

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Lots of love,