I’m loving this ride

When I wrote my last post in February of this year, I had no idea what was in store for me.

So far, on a practical note, I’ve been able to pay the bills by working for myself — with some reliance on a credit card when it’s been necessary. But my coaching business is emerging nicely, as is a writing/editing/web business that I’m doing with my husband.

But even more important, I have met SO MANY AMAZING PEOPLE! I can’t even begin to count them all — including Michael Neill, whose book The Inside-Out Revolution absolutely changed my life.

I’ve also come up with something that I think will really reach people in a new and interesting way. I’ve called in Mind Yoga, and I even released a book on Amazon with the same title. It’s the second book I’ve released this year; the first was The Joy Formula.

I don’t know where I’ll be in all this by my birthday in about 3 weeks — that was the day I wanted to be working for myself and making some good money. As I’m writing this post, I’m in Oslo, Norway, about to attend a ground-breaking conference called One Solution. It could also be the beginning of something life changing.

Have there been setbacks? Yes. My daughter has been ill. We did have one major financial problem that we’re sorting out. We’re now looking at moving, which we hope will be a good thing.

But I’m having so much fun. If I were to die today, I’d feel like I lived a really full and beautiful life.

Changes … are good, right?

What a start to 2016 …

First thing: I got really ill with bronchitis and spent nearly a month in bed, coughing. Not entirely in bed, but almost.

Then … I lost my new job. I didn’t get fired or anything like that, but I was very unhappy with the work situation and couldn’t come to a compromise with management. I may be freelancing for them starting in March, though.

But it means that as of this very moment, my husband and I have no income and dwindling reserves, with big bills to pay.

It looks like he’ll have a new job starting in March, which would be awesome — it’s an amazing opportunity for him to do meaningful work for a U.N. project.

As for me, I have alerted my circles that I’m looking for work. But even more than that, I’ve set my GPS to “Mary becomes a successful coach who supports her entire household with this work.” I want it to happen by my birthday this summer, and I’m not going to quit until it does. There’s no turning back.

I had dinner with one of my friends the other night, and she said to me, in no uncertain terms, “You’re thinking too small. Go BIG with what you want to do. Bigger than you think you can.”

She believes I should approach companies like Microsoft and Google! That’s how much she trusts that what I’m doing is valuable — so why shouldn’t I?

Long story short, I’m heeding her advice and going big. In one day, I put up a new website and ordered my business cards. I’m now in the process of writing out of a list of my current contacts who might be interested in what I’m doing.

There’s nothing for me to lose. I have no money, anyway, so I’m not risking anything there!

I am still here

Just a quick post to say that I’m still here, alive and kicking!

Life is going pretty well for me these days. I’m currently writing a new book — this one to be published under my real name and not my Lucy Johnson pseudonym. I may also re-publish I Am Just A  Woman under my real name with a second part, detailing my recovery from PTSD.

Please know that if you’re here, you are important to me.

And also know that life can be much, much better, even if you have suffered domestic violence or other abuse. Start by reading The Inside-Out Revolution, by Michael Neill; Clarity, by Jamie Smart; or The Relationship Handbook, by George Pransky.

Much love to you.

Do I know who I am?

Most of the time, I forget who I am.

I think I’m actually this person who has tons of thoughts rolling around in her head.

I think I’m actually this person who works for a living.

I think I’m actually a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece.

I think I’m actually a writer.

I think I’m actually my feelings.

I think I’m actually my ego.

I think I’m actually the image I see in the mirror.

But I am none of those things. I can’t even truly see myself for who I am, nor could I ever.

The best I can do is see that I am none of those things. I’m not this container. I’m the container that’s containing the container. :-)