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What I remembered about EVERYTHING from my Board of Your Life Experience

This post (with the grade school title) has taken me over four weeks to write. Not because it’s that long (should only take you, like, three minutes to read) but because I’ve had so much to unpack since August 4th. That was the day of my first ever Board of Your Life session. As in ME. I HAD the Board of Your LifeTM session. I’ve facilitated plenty and have walked 100’s of people through their own experience using the Board of Your Life kit, but I have never actually treated myself to the full meal deal. And it was full, all right. Like a towering buffet, laden with the most succulent splendour. Like perfectly steamed vegetables glistening like gems of every colour. Like endless trays of lusciously ripe fruits and platters of (sustainable!) seafood and, and, and….beyond. Yes. It was full like THAT. Nourishing. Abundant. Sustaining. Delicious. But even more than nourishing and abundant and sustaining and delicious…it felt essential. Like, OXYGEN essential. Let me back up in case you don’t know what Board of Your Life is. It’s a process, a focus group, a fusion of coaching and brainstorming and heartstorming and barn-raising for your soul that I created long before I even knew what coaching was. It’s an exquisite immersion in who you are, what you’re great at, how you’re showing up and what’s next. To start. And creating it LEAD me to coaching back in 2008. It’s extremely powerful stuff. But once again? It feels essential. Oxygen essential. Like, if-we-lived-in-a-medicine-culture-and-you-lost-your-ability-to-make-your-medicine-it-would-behoove-us-all-to-help-you-to-find-your-medicine-again, essential. And it’s taken me over four weeks to write about it because what I learned about myself in that two hour session will sustain me for a lifetime. (I say “learned”, but I really mean “remembered”. I say “remembered”, but I really mean “reclaimed”.) It has already shifted the way I make decisions. It has shifted the way I write, parent, coach, learn, create. It has shifted where I see myself now and where I see myself GOING. It has shifted my relationship with myself. It has shifted…everything. I’ll write plenty more on that when the time is right, but for the moment, I want to share what I learned about the experience because I want so deeply for you to have this experience too. So, without further ado, here’s what Board of Your Life reminded me. About everything. Your people want you to succeed....

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My 42nd Birthday…and a Sale!

I’ll tell you about the sale in a moment. But FIRST? The backstory. I’m turning 42 this year. Today, to be precise. I’m happy about that. It’s an age that has some heft. It feels…substantial, but not weighty. It feels right and good. Neither old, nor young. Just where I’m at. I also know good things are coming this year. I can feel them. I catch twinkles, sparkles and glimmers out of the corner of my eye. And I’m abundantly ready for what they’re about to reveal. And yet, it’s a curious number, this 42. There are 42 Oreos in a 1-lb box. Elvis Presley died at 42. It’s a pronic number and an abundant number (yeah, I don’t know what that means). There are also 42 dots on a pair of dice (and who ever plays with only one die?) But of course, 42 is also the numeric Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything, according to Douglas Adams in The Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. (If you’re looking for a way to spend an idle 20 minutes, google “42 meaning fan theories”.) What IS the Ultimate Question, you ask? Now THAT’S a good question. It’s never revealed, because it’s never asked, because it’s never known. Deliciously absurd. So, because it’s MY birthday (and I’ll posit if I want to), here’s what I think. I think the ACTUAL question to life, the universe, and everything is “what are we here to do?” And I think the ANSWER to the ACTUAL question to life, the universe, and everything is to “make the most of this life AND treat each other right”. There it is. I’ve been afraid to share this for fear that it’s overly simplistic, not profound, or cerebral enough (oh, HELLO Impostor Complex). But at 42, I’m making peace with the fact that stunningly simple is also my kind of genius. And who am I to dismiss the very belief that has informed my life since I was a very very young girl. I’ve been guided to where I am by continuing to ask: How do I create the life that I truly want in the kindest, most considerate, most loving, most empathetic and most compassionate way possible? How to make an impact while I’m here while still treading lightly and treating others well? How do I support others while supporting myself? Usually, the...

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Thank you. Again.

Last Friday was a complete and utter whirlwind of loveliness. It was my 40th birthday and it was Pay What You Choose Day for Board of Your Life. Which meant for the vast majority of the day, I was receiving Facebook messages, tweets, phone calls, emails and every other manner of missive. Every last piece of digital love went into my “YAY” folder and notes went into my actual “YUM + YAY” folder. (Blues-busters…both of them: highly recommend.) My folders and my heart are bursting at the seams. I spent much of the weekend in a bit of a dazed afterglow and kept feeling the tug to create some meaningful “lessons” for you, my readers. (I want everyone to have such a day.) And it’s kind of a challenge to tease out the learnings because I collapsed two events people seem to care about (my birthday + Pay What You Choose Day) into one day. I mean, the fine folks at Facebook made sure my FB world knew it was my birthday with their handy-dandy side bar. But as far as the Board of Your Life offer that I wanted to reach many many people, well, that was up to me. There are two things I want you to know: 1) If you want to throw a party, you have to invite some people. You have to ASK THEM TO SHOW UP. If you live in any social media space, there is a decent chance you came across a mention of my birthday or offer from someone other than me. It’s important for me that you know that I ASKED friends for help in spreading the word so that: a) you don’t have some belief that I am just lucky enough to have people falling all over themselves to help me (triggering any sort of: “why don’t people do that for me” story line.) b) you know that I walk my talk. I make asks. I send heart-in-my-throat requests that make me feel like I am asking for too much. (But knowing that the ask was reasonable, specific, brief, and respectful, I felt pretty confident pressing “send”.) 2) People are generous. In particular, YOUR people. Yes, they are generous and kind and want what you have to offer. I have said this time and time again. And while this is a fundamental belief that I hold, I hold it LIGHTLY in...

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Pay What You Choose Board of Your Life Birthday-ness!!!!!!

Sale is over 40 years ago today, Paul Henderson scored “the goal of the century”, CityTV opened its doors and I was born. To most Canadians, the first event was pretty noteworthy. It was the final game of the Canada-Soviet Union Summit Series at the height of the Cold War. It was a scrappy fight for both hockey supremacy AND (ahem) democracy. So, you know, a ginormous international peeing match. So, on September 28 1972, the patients and staff of a hospital in Toronto, like pretty much everyone across the nation, were fixed to the tube, watching the puck careen across the ice in fuzzy black and white. My mother had taken the pain-relieving meds on offer in the 70’s (good ‘n heavy ones, so I’m told), and was oblivious to the scene beyond her labour experience. Upon delivering me with success (YAY!), she was wheeled back to her room. It was in that moment that Paul Henderson made THE GOAL. The hospital exploded with cheers and hoots and celebration. My mother, holding my swaddled self to her chest, looked up beatifically to my father and said, in her elegant but wonder-filled way: how marvelous, but really, she’s just a baby. God, I love that story. I love the vision of my stunning Mama, in her own world, bathed in love and in the belief that the world was cheering her (and me) on. Maybe they were. I also love my Board of Your Life program. The Board of Your Life Kit feels exactly like that: like there’s a whole hospital cheering for you. Because you know what? Your people WANT to gather around and help you see how gorgeously you’re showing up in your life. To help you see and realize your ambitions and aspirations. And so I want you to have the Board of Your Life Kit. At whatever price you choose. At whatever price feels good for your heart and your wallet. Your people ARE cheering for you. I’m cheering for you. We’re cheering for you.     Here’s what to do: Sale is over 1)      Press that there BUY NOW button. That will lead you to the checkout where the price field is editable. The price will say $150…change it to whatever makes your heart and wallet smile. Click update cart. You’ll then finish payment via PayPal. 2)      I am open to offers. If you...

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An Idea Party Gone Intentional: Finding Your Thing with Board of Your Life

Or: 360 Degrees of You, Baby, You In the last month of Thing Finding Thursdays, Chris Guillebeau, Dyana Valentine, Jenny Blake, and Kelly Diels each talked about asking yourself The Big Questions: What do you really want to do? What would you do if you weren’t getting paid? What are you really, really good at…and can you REALLY make a living at it? To find – or admit – their things, they started by getting real, getting honest, and looking inside. They made the interior journey – and of course no one can do that for you except you. But that’s only part of the process. When you’re looking for clues and puzzle pieces to piece together your Thing, you need to look around, not just inside. Look to your people: your friends, family, co-workers, employers. People who’ve known you a long time, seen  you in good and bad times, watched you at work and at play, witnessed you enchanted and thoroughly disenchanted. It’s kind of like the back of your ensemble. You might not see it unless you seek it out. But everyone around you sees you from all angles. So ask them what they see. But this is not about asking if your ass looks fat in those pants. This is about people who care for you, are invested in you, see you… …helping you see your way forward. Maybe even helping you find Your Thing  – and then brainstorming tangible, achievable steps to making Your Thing happen. From an Idea Party… In this month’s O Magazine, Barbara Sher talks about the ‘idea party’. You get together with your friends and each of you outline an intention, goal or dream, and then brainstorm ways to make it happen. You ask for help. For connections. For creativity. And someone knows someone with a vacation villa in Italy and a guru in India and an incandescent Javier Bardem look-alike in Bali and suddenly you’re living – and writing – the next Eat Pray Love. Or maybe that’s just in a Julia Roberts movie. Or maybe it’s your life. The brilliantly simple point of an idea party is in the brainstorm, in  the expanding of your possibilities from a party of one (you) to a team teeming with suggestions and directions. Now that’s a party. Let’s have that party. …To Assembling a Board of Your Life But let’s make that idea party even more purposive, more intentional, more accountable and more results-oriented....

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