We went kayaking the other day. I was rather reluctant. I’d booked a day out on the river Dart as a Christmas present. Back in December when I emailed the kayaking instructor, it had seemed a romantic notion. Me, Stu and the river Dart – what more could we want?
As dusk beckons I feel a glimmer of anticipation. An old paradigm of psychology is coming to a close and a new psychological dawn is awakening.
Rather than become suffocated by the cycle of fear-mongering news I turn my attention to the compassion and courage of those who helped others at the scene. The countless acts of love as strangers reached out to those in need.
I wanted to escape, the last thing I wanted was to start any kind of connection with a wierdo, yet here was Stu extending a hand of friendship with a drunk stranger. My head swirled with ‘what if’ thoughts
How my coaching has changed since I proudly hung that diploma up in 2004.
Don’t waste your time with resolutions – look within instead