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Are You Shovelling The Right Shit?

I’ve had a rough couple of weeks. 

 

Dealing with menopause, family sickness, catching colds and having to take time off. When I have to take time off, the wheels of the family start to wobble. It causes a bit of a ricochet effect where the systems I rely on stop working because I can’t operate them, and everyone just gets a little more stressed than usual.

 

And –  it’s not just me. My life is very community oriented and I talk to a lot of different people in a day: the school mums, Playcentre folk, my gym buddies, my yoga teachers, my physio, my hairdresser etc. etc. We all seem to be experiencing the same thing: things are a little crazy right now. Everyone’s stressed, emotions are heightened, the energy around the place seems, just, chaotic. I don’t know if it’s the full moon, or because the sun has put out more radiation than usual recently (apparently).  

 

In the last few weeks, I’ve had to endure so many professional mistakes made by others (mainly, if I’m honest people working in the health system, but also people who make the mall-smoothies) which have caused no end of inconvenience and time wasting. People are stressed, they’re dropping the ball, and the ricochet effect is very real. It affects all of us.

 

My stress mountain peaked, my nervous system got overloaded as it sometimes does before I could stop it, and, like any train wreck, it kept going until it crashed. I’m on the other side of that crash now, recovering well. The trick is, each time this happens, is to get better at understanding HOW it happens, and to catch any signs at their earliest stage and nip them in the bud, heal them, let go of the triggers. Perhaps I should be better at this than I actually am? My nervous system is an interesting beast, robust but also sensitive, and I get to know it a little better every time this happens.

 

The other thing is, that there are simply things beyond my control. 

 

Hmmm.

 

That’s a hard one for us A-types, isn’t it?

 

If we really think about it, most things are beyond our control. As my physio said to me on the table the other day, releasing me from the physical fight-flight I’d been stuck in, she profoundly said: You can’t control, but you can make choices.

 

This felt like relief for me.

 

When you grow up with an underdeveloped sense of an internal locus of trust (i.e.you can’t trust yourself) you overdevelop your external locus of control (you try to control outside forces in order to feel safe). I did this.

 

It’s not easy to let go of control. It’s a life’s work. It’s possible however, to learn to let life happen around you, and continue to be resourced to make the best choices in any given now-moment. I think, this is all we can do.

 

On the same day, as I waited for my car mechanic to write up my invoice, we had a wonderful coaching conversation. And, in case you were wondering, he was coaching me (he’s a wonderful person). We talked about the pressures of life, how chaotic life can be, and how as much as we intend to clear space and only spend time on the things we actually care about, we often end up “doing shit we don’t want to do at the end of the day”.

 

I’ve examined this so often in my life. I think I’m probably more boundaried than most people I know. And –  this kind of chaos STILL happens. I still get sucked into the societal expectations around me. Because I care about being a good person doing good things, it can derail me at times. The efforts at keeping up with school and kindy themes – Dress Up Week, Move It March, Cyber Safety Evenings etc. etc.etc…. it never ends!

 

My mechanic said – “at the end of the day, you have to make sure you’re shovelling all the shit out of your life, so that you’re only paying attention to the right shit, the shit you actually care about.”

 

Yes. 

 

To do this requires a few things:

 

  1. Knowing what actually matters to you  – your unconscious set of VALUES made conscious. (Values are the things that actually matter to us, the structure of motivation and satisfaction. Often unconscious to people. When you’re aligned with them you feel good, when you’re not, you don’t. Simple.).
  2. Using these as your guiding compass – always.
  3. Having the courage to go against societal expectations in order to live out your values. This will piss people off.
  4. Setting any and every boundary necessary  in order to protect these values. This will also piss people off.
  5. Knowing who your “Penguin Huddle” of people are in your life. The ones that actually matter (i.e. not trying to be all things to all people all the time).
  6. LETTING EVERYTHING ELSE GO.

What shit are you shovelling? Is it the right kind? Do you know your values? I may run a short values elicitation workshop online, let me know if you’re interested. 

Love, Charlotte.

Yes – I’m Retiring

Midlife is when the universe gently places her hands upon your shoulders, pulls you close, and whispers in your ear: I’m not screwing around, you’re halfway to dead, now – use all the gifts you’ve been given!

– Dr Brene Brown

In conversation with Tim Ferris, The Tim Ferris Show, Episode 656, January 2020.

 

By the time I’ll have properly shut up shop by August 2024, it would’ve been a career spanning 18 and a half years. It’s fair to say I’ve never done any other one thing for this long! 

 

My coaching practice/business has been successful, I think. But how do you define success?

 

Indulge me – would you? – in a little trip down memory lane, a pre-emptive epilogue to this book of my career, if you will. It is the longest and most successful career I’ve had, after all. I write this in the hope that one day my daughters may be interested in this period of my life, and how they fitted into it all. Maybe they will or won’t, but I’ve a personal need to reflect and express myself anyway. 

 

When I look back at starting my business in 2006, I’m not sure if it’s with a state of wonder or cringe-worthiness. It would be easy to label myself as arrogant when I look back: I really did “take the bull by the horns” in my engagement in what might be termed (and I hate this phrase) “guerilla marketing.”  Those were the days before social media, and when “life coaching” was less of a buzz and more of an uncertain, emerging profession. My approach then would be considered old-skool now: there was no hiding behind a keyboard in 2006. My 27 year-old self physically flung herself in front of anyone and everyone who would grant me the grace of their attention, even if it were only for five minutes (think: morning teas brought to busy GP practices, attempting to give “presentations” to doctors who merely swooped in to grab a muffin (bakery-bought, not supermarket, my desire to represent my services as “high quality” was present right from the beginning). Although most were skeptical, some took a chance on me, which ultimately got paying clients through the door. The rest was the word-of-mouth dynamic – the “gold standard” of marketing – which only works if you focus on being REALLY GOOD at what you do (which I did). 

 

I started with no experience in private practice. I was, however, inspired, brazen, brave, and desperate (desperate) for income, having exhausted every cent I’d had on my NLP/coach training. I still remember the old shoes and skirt I wore to my very first session with a paying client (it’s not an ensemble I would wear now).

 

I started with no experience but with a good grounding in ethics, gained through two assistant psychologist positions I’d held in London as a young psych-grad (one I loved; one I hated). I was lucky as this set me in good stead for running a busy private practice and all the dilemmas that come with that. I ended up presenting to the members of the NZANLP on ethics in private practice a few years later (not the most popular subject, but a necessary one).

 

Within six months I was able to ditch the old shoes and skirt and celebrated letting go of my (shitty) part-time job and being able to support myself with full-time income as a coach and therapist. At only 27 years old, I was way beyond many of my peers. I designed and delivered a marketing workshop for emerging coaches and ran it for a few years.

 

Fast forward 18 months. My biggest success was coming, which turned out to be my biggest failure, too. 

 

I wrote an article about two of my lovely clients who’d respectively solved their chronic and debilitating insomnia issues in just one session with me. This was published in the mainstream women’s magazine, NEXT. I was subsequently interviewed on TV One’s Breakfast show about my methods for solving sleep problems. What followed could never have been predicted or planned for, but with the benefit of hindsight I would do things SO DIFFERENTLY….

 

Things EXPLODED: every man, woman and their dog in New Zealand, Australia (and some from Europe) wanted to solve their debilitating sleep problems too –  “just like the article”. Although this may appear to be a great result, for a 29 year old sole-practitioner with no infrastructure set up to cope with the demand, it was not. I became so pressured and stressed that I, myself, lost my own sleep (the irony has never been lost on me). The upshot of it was that I provided my colleagues around the country a shitload of business, hired myself an associate  and a PA, and never had to do any active marketing ever again, remaining true to this day.

 

The seeming marketing “success strategy” was replicated by some, never to yield the same results. I was plagerised by other, less ethical practitioners. It may have launched me into slight fame and iconic-status among the niche group that shared my career choice at the time, but left my own nervous system shot and propelled me into my first spell of burnout. (Lesson Number One….)

 

Since this watershed moment of my career, I’ve gone onto publish an eBook on Amazon, loved doing a weekly radio show on community Access Radio, and did a big Trauma Recovery Mission to Samoa  with a crew, following the 2009 earthquake and Tsunami, which got coverage on Radio New Zealand. I’ve survived two major burnouts, two successful pregnancies (and one lost one), two bouts of debilitating postnatal mental-illness, two periods of extended maternity leave. I met a man, bought a house, got married, had children and kept my career going among it all. I’ve had two major business re-brands and designed and delivered a complete online course (The Inner Critic to Inner Coach process), plus – one of my favourite things – I created a podcast! If I hadn’t been heavily pregnant and about to be on a lengthy period of maternity leave, this would have been a great joy to continue. 

 

I’ve delivered talks and workshops on all aspects of personal development, my biggest in-person audience being 100 very enthusiastic people. Back in the day, I diligently wrote one blog a week and sent a monthly newsletter, even when I was in full-time employment in government (I’ve always loved the writing). My newsletter and blog achieved readership rates way above the industry standards. I have kept my archive. 

 

I also had two years (i’m seeing  pattern of twos) working as an employee in two government organisations, during which I achieved some very cool things in Organisational Development working as a Lead Coach, including setting up in-house coaching for leaders and training and supervising a team of in-house leadership coaches. I’ve spent my last two (!) years very happily and comfortably working with some absolutely lovely 1:1 clients (whom I adore and am achieving great things with). I’ve enjoyed the balance of keeping my practice small, and fitting it in nicely around my commitments at Playcentre, raising my two children, general housewifery, and – my other passion – living a community-centred life. 

 

I’ve invested in SO MUCH professional and personal development across the years! (Did you know I’m a fully trained hypnotherapist?). More recently having trained in the best therapeutic trauma-revovery tool I’ve ever come across (and one of the best things I’ve learned to help my own children). I’ve been lucky to have learned from some very talented supervisors, one of which I had for a decade, and who still very much helps me inside my head often.

 

It’s fair to say I’ve helped thousands and thousands of people over the nearly-two decades I’ve been doing this work. (Back in the day, I saw over 25 people per week one-to-one, and more than once reached the coveted “six figure salary” that  the modern-day coaches seem to be seeking.) My practice has been like a loyal and inspiring friend, always there for me, always working well. It’s been part of my identity, and I’ve been a part of its. And by “it”, of course, I mean YOU!  You’ve served me, and I’ve served you. It’s been challenging, comforting, overwhelming, inspiring, difficult, easy, rewarding, the privilege of a lifetime!

 

And now – it’s time for a change. It’s not been a straightforward decision, but a crystal clear one nonetheless, and it’s an exciting time ahead.

 

I’ll ALWAYS be a self-development geek – I saturate myself in books and podcasts every week. I still have such a fascination with human potential and the development of mastery. I’ll  be committed to, and inspired by my existing clients right up until the end. 

 

To every single person who’s been a part of my journey, I’m grateful to you. You’ve taught me something, and I very much hope I’ve taught you something, too.

 

Peace out.

Love,

Charlotte Schuckard (nee Hinksman).

Life & Leadership Coach 2006 – 2024.

 

P.S. My website and online course will close down in March 2024. I’m seeing 1:1 clients until approximately beginning August 2024.

Re-enter Your Life on Purpose, With Courage

[Illustration by the amazing Sue Kerr]

In New Zealand it has just been announced that from this Thursday, we start transitioning out of lockdown and in to a lower alert level. This will mean the re-opening of most businesses, schools, travel within the country and socialising with groups no greater than 10 people. This is a huge transition from where we have been. Before we go rushing back into ‘life’ again, let’s take a moment to pause, reflect, take stock, and start out lives again on purpose, and with the courage to learn from our experience, let go, and re-shape our lives going forward.

If you’re anything like me, you have mixed feelings about re-entering ‘normal’ life, or as close to what your past normal life used to be like (the ‘new normal’). On the one hand you are excited about the return of some freedoms you’ve missed and of schools starting up again. And on the other hand you are feeling anxious about being thrown back into a full life again. Whatever your situation, things have changed.

If I’m really honest I lean more towards the anxious side. Not that I am anxious about the virus per se – I’m not – I just don’t want to go leaping back into what life was like before this experience of staying home with my family for six weeks. I know from talking to people that I’m not alone: a lot of us have enjoyed this enforced time at home (albeit despite its challenges!) and aren’t looking forward to our bubbles completely popping after all.

Why are we feeling like this? Surely we should be chomping at the bit for our old life? And what does this say about the way we’ve been living our lives? 

I don’t know you all personally but I can take a stab at what this fear we are feeling is. It’s not that we don’t want things like schools to start, do a bit of socialising and the occasional meal out. It’s that we don’t want to go back to the things that we (perhaps only newly realised) do not like about living a full life. We don’t want to just ‘go back to things’ mindlessly, without consideration and intention. There are things we just haven’t missed, and we are not in a hurry to return to them.

But we are afraid. Afraid of saying no, afraid of choosing more wisely. Afraid of letting people down, afraid what others may think of our new choices. Perhaps we are afraid of losing people, money, status. 

Personally, what I’ve realised about myself during my lockdown is the exceptionally high value I’ve placed on socialising. I know where this comes from: as a child I was shy and insecure. I had attachment issues. I didn’t make a group of friends that I felt totally comfortable with until I was 16, and from there, fortunately, my friendships went from strength to strength. I had developed the belief that as long as I’m doing something with a group of other people, then it’s worthwhile doing. It’s like I was not living properly unless we were all doing it together. In other words, I got my self-esteem from surrounding myself with people at all times.

To some degree of course this is a truth: people need people. However, there’s degrees of it that I want to take into account. I’ve prioritised saying ‘yes’ to social invitations at the expense of my own wellbeing and sometimes the wellbeing of my family, and fairly recently, too.

I’ve always thought of myself as an extrovert who just had to socialise at every opportunity. Now I’m looking forward to saying ‘no’ more often and channeling my inner introvert, and that of the family, too. It won’t be easy, it will take will and courage and different decision making.

I’m also not that keen on returning to rushing around getting to places on time, my endless to-do lists and multitasking to fit it all in. I like how empty my calendar is! My mission will be to keep it empty, only putting in the things that spark joy, and not at the expense of my other values. For another thing I’ve definitely learned about myself: I can be very happy with less, much, much less. 

As I’ve said repeatedly, this has been a gift given to us and is the perfect time to make changes. So, how do you re-enter life and its activities mindfully, purposely, with intention and courage?

I’m a firm believer that we all have our own inner-wisdom. Sometimes it is just heavily obscured by a load of other crap, like social pressure and expectations, insecurity, perfectionism and people-pleasing. What this means is that we have a sorting exercise to do!

No matter how busy life is, we can all find 30 minutes in a day. Take that time to get rid of distractions, either be alone or talk to your significant other if you have one. Get quiet:

  1. Make one list of all the things you’ve missed, and on the same list what you’ve enjoyed about being at home. This is what you value, what really matters to you.
  2. Make a second list of all the things you haven’t missed, that you’re not in a hurry to get back to. These are the things that no longer fit with your values. If your job is on that list, then you have some work to do in identifying how you can work differently. Perhaps it’s working remotely more often, perhaps it’s working less and spending much more time with the kids.
  3. For the list of things you haven’t missed, write down what you want to drop completely, and what you want to change. Be brutally honest with yourself! No one has to know, for now anyway. For example you may want to ditch the gym membership and just continue biking with your family. You may not want to completely ditch a group of friends, but you want to change the way you catch up, and what you do together.
  4. Lastly, ask yourself: what action do I need to make these changes? And how can I cultivate the courage required to do that? As I said, most blocks to change will be driven by social expectations and fear based: the word ‘should’ will feature highly here. Here’s where channeling some Brene Brown and her work on vulnerability and courage can be a game changer. If you don’t know her look up her Ted talks. Oh, and her new Podcast – Unlocking Us – is just great, too.

Leave a Facebook comment or PM me with your insights, I’ll help where I can.

Love, Charlotte.

Are You Suffering From Zoomzaustion?

[Illustration by the amazing Sue Kerr].

We could say we are lucky to be living through a global pandemic in this current age of technology. Staying connected to our colleagues, friends, family, our children’s teachers, school friends and friends is easily integrated into our home lives. We can continue most of our ‘normal’ activities: exercise classes; buying music, movies and books; online shopping; stalking our favourite celebrities on social, and so on.

One the one hand, I marvel at it! Last night for example, I was able to attend my live-stream yoga class in my living room in front of the fire. I had my teacher’s lovely voice directly in my ears with my bluetooth headphones, which are designed to sit just outside the ear, enabling me to still hear sounds around me. I had the yoga playlist playing simultaneously though Spotify on my Google Home Speaker. All generated from one device – my phone. Pretty cool!

On the other hand, are we getting overloaded by the amount of technology in our home? In distance working and learning, are we putting proper boundaries in place to separate our work life from our home life? Are we succumbing to social pressure and saying ‘yes’ to more Zoom meetings that we actually need to? Are we feeling too personally responsible for keeping those email chains or Facebook nominations going when we’ve been tagged in them?! You know the ones, recipes, albums, tag ten people to keep the chain going etc., etc. It can all mount up to the latest phenomena of ‘Zoomzaustion’ – technology burn out during this time.

I was privy to a conversation a few days ago where working from home was being discussed. Every single person (bar one) said they were doing way more (too much) work than they would normally do: they missed the ‘water-cooler’ conversations with their colleagues; they checked their emails as soon as they work up at 7am and kept checking them way into the evening; they were on ‘way too many Zoom meetings’. They were way more available for longer during the day then they normally would be, and not enjoying it! Let’s face it why would they? Doesn’t sound like much fun.

It’s so interesting that our boundaries between work and home tend to blur more when we are working virtually, at a time where we don’t physically leave the office and travel to our homes. We aren’t getting the benefit of that change of scene, of literally ‘leaving the office behind’, of entering into a completely different environment with cooking smells and kids, or whatever your home situation is. And yet it is during this time we need to be much more protective of our time and draw those clearer lines in the sand between work and home. Not doing this will just spell stress and burn out over time.

And why, why are we on more Zoom calls than we actually want or need to be?! What’s going on there?

Because we are ‘just at home’ we feel like we can’t say no, after all, we have no where to be, so no excuses. I want to challenge this: again, this is the time to be even more protective of our time, not less. Not doing so spells stress and burn out. If we feel we have no reason to say no, because after all we are ‘just at home’ then we end up saying yes to way more things than we need to. Does your child really need three Zoom calls a day with their classmates and playdates? Do they really actually enjoy those meetings? Do you really need to be keeping in touch with your family or colleagues that often? What would happen if you didn’t?

In my last few blogs, I hope I’ve driven the message home that yes, this is a crisis. And within that crisis we have been gifted an amazing opportunity. When else in our lives have we been forced to strip everything back, apart from the very basics? This gives us an insightful benefit of contrast. We get to say, OK, I miss that, I want more of it in my life, or I don’t miss that at all, so I want to let it go. We are more in-tune with what we value and want in our lives right now. And because we are in this unique position of sorting the wheat from the chaff, we get to choose what we say yes and no to.

So, what can you do?

  • Channel a bit of Marie Kondo: Does that Zoom catch up spark joy (for you or your child)? If it is not 100% required of you because of the expectations of your role, then ask yourself that and see what the answer actually is. If not, say no! If you have the ‘should’ word reverberating around your head it’s a sign that it doesn’t spark joy and is only an obligation.
  • Just say no, occasionally: I’ve written extensively before about why we find it hard to say no. Ultimately we don’t want to let people down, offend them, or have them think less of us. Understandable as we are tribal creatures. Historically without our ‘tribe’ we would die. Things are different now. Consider setting some boundaries and saying no occasionally, and just see what happens. Be brave! Instead of thinking less of you the person or people may think more of you, and it may even give them permission to do the same themselves. We can become so personally responsible for other people’s feelings, and in most cases there is no need.
  • Get some boundaries between work and home, now: Treat your work at home much like you would work in the office. Start it at a particular time, finish it at a particular time. Take your lunch break. Stop feeling guilty, or as if you ‘should be doing more…’ or ‘be seen to be super available so they know I’m actually working…’. Most Importantly – do something to mark the end of the working day. Turn off emails on whatever device you use, go and exercise, shower, change your clothes, whatever you need to do to mimic that physical feeling of leaving the office behind. You will be more productive for it, trust me.

We know from research conducted in palliative care that the biggest regret of the dying is that they lived their lives according to what other people expected them to do, rather than what they desired themselves. It’s a lesson for all of us with breath left in our lungs. Let’s not waste that breath.

Our next post will be exploring how we re-enter ‘normal’ life after so long in our bubbles. We want to do so purposefully, and intentionally, in a way that respects the insights we’ve had during our lockdown period.

As usual, I’d love to hear what better boundaries you feel you could have in place right now, and what action you will take. Leave me a FB comment or feel free to PM me, anytime.

Love, Charlotte.

Keep Your Love Bubble When The Lockdown Bubble Pops

[Illustration by the amazing Sue Kerr.]

I’ve been thinking about this post for a while, and it feels poignant to be writing it on our country’s last day of the 4 week and 4 day lockdown at the highest alert level. From midnight tonight, we move into a 2-week lockdown at an alert level below. For many of us life will be exactly the same for the next two weeks: homeschooling the kids, working from home, only going out for fresh air and groceries. We will be able to get takeaways however, and those working in the construction industry start operating again. Kids of essential workers get to go to school, although they will still need to socially distance. As we’ve known about this upcoming transition for a week or so, I’ve been reflecting a lot on the past four weeks and four days spent in lockdown, in our family ‘bubble’.

Am I the only one that’s going to miss it? Am I the only one that feels a slight sense of dread at the possibility of life returning to the old ‘normal’?  It’s a funny old dynamic, because there are things we’ve missed about our old life, and there are also things we haven’t missed and prefer about our new one. We are not the only ones, surely?

I’m aware that I’m writing this in a very privileged position. We have a warm, decent and lovely home and a good marriage. For some people, being stuck inside their bubble would be nothing short of torturous or even dangerous. Some families are now struggling to meet basic financial commitments. I feel for people affected in this way, I think about those less privileged than us every single day. 

What have we really missed during this pandemic lockdown? It only really came down to two things: mountain biking (husband) and socialising (me). 

What have we not missed as much as we thought we would? Going out to cafes and restaurants; buying stuff, constant consumerism; beauty treatments; too many choices about how to spend our time; travelling a lot to catch up with our wider social network; constant busy-ness; always future planning and arranging of our lives. 

My to-do list has never – and I do mean never – had so little on it. Perhaps bar that intense newborn baby period where the only things I had to do were to feed and look after the baby. I’ve honestly never had so few commitments in my adult life! It helps that I’m currently not working and still on maternity leave as it would be different if this was not the case. But either way, it’s a notable difference. I don’t have to be anywhere on time, there’s no rushing around. I don’t even have to wear proper clothes if I don’t want to! 

What have we really enjoyed, that we would like to keep as a constant when life transitions into its new ‘normal’? We’ve looked after each other as a couple so much more and better than previously. We are acutely aware that if one of us starts burning out then the whole bubble will pop. Instead of keeping a record of who has had more time off than who, we’ve become really generous with one another, purposefully making sure the other one is getting time out and rest so everyone can do well. We’ve enjoyed being home just much more, and the simplicity of life. I’ve liked that I have so few choices, it’s made me slow down and focus on what’s right in front of me, rather than always planning and preparing. This is present moment (mindfulness) practice, which is necessary, and also very hard, but the circumstances have helped me be more present. I personally have spent much more time in our garden – previously my husband’s domain – and I’ve enjoyed getting to know it. I’ve caught up with my friends on video call more often than I ever would have before, and more of them too. It’s not the same as seeing them, but conversations have been more frequent and I’ve loved that. We’ve enjoyed buying more foods in bulk and having reserves in the freezer. I was not looking forward to my eldest starting school. I was struggling emotionally with her turning five and it being the end of an era. I was thinking about how much I’d miss her. And now we’ve got to spend all this time together, and her with her baby sister too. We all sleep in, and the day has a casual pace. I find that mentally I do better when I can achieve one adult thing for myself per day, and that we can have something tangible to show for our home learning too.

Of course I’ve missed every day freedoms, and I really miss going to choir (online choir is just not the same, although still fun). Having had this contrast however, I can see why these ‘freedoms’ can complicate life. You actually spend so much time going from here to there and coordinating stuff. Without those options you invest more in what’s accessible right in front of you – each other. We’ve had so much more intimacy, and more deliberate family time. It’s been so precious.

Whatever situation you’re in, there’s no doubt that over the last month or so, you’ve had the experience of a stark contrast to your previous every day life. What has this experience of contrast taught you? What parts of it were special, where you experienced positive things like togetherness, and love? How has it helped you shape what is truly important to you, having most of your freedoms taken away? If it’s been a crap experience, what can you learn from it? What things do you need to bring in, so that if you were in this situation again, it would be a better experience for you?

Wherever you are, take the time to reflect. It’s an opportunity for a new clarity on our life. Most of the world have had this opportunity.

Many people feel powerless to change their situation – yet I offer you these reflections now: What has this time highlighted for you? What IS in your control? How do you want life to be?

I would love to hear your reflections – we’re all in this together! Feel free to FB comment or email me. 

From one love bubble to another, Charlotte x

Turning 42 In a Global Pandemic

[Illustration by the amazing Sue Kerr]

This was supposed to be an entirely different post about staying positive about your kids during lockdown and homeschooling. But, having two kids at home myself and going in and out of positivity means that I missed the boat on that one!  Perhaps I will give it another go soon. Today I want to write something more personal, as it is the day I turn 42 years of age, three and a half weeks into our country’s official four week lockdown.

What does it mean to me to be turning 42 during this time? I reflect upon my life. Perhaps I am half way through it? Or more? Or less?

We are living through a global pandemic and trying to save lives with our behaviour, so in the cold hard face of things any of us could die at any moment (which of course is always the case! However this fact is certainly highlighted during this COVID-19 pandemic where so many have lost their lives globally.)  I’m sure I’m not the only one who transitions between feeling very grounded and grateful, to feeling clingy and fearful.  There is a certain freedom however, that opens up when you consider that life can be taken from you at any time: what is truly important to you is unapologetically highlighted to you. You are forced to sort the wheat from the chaff.  How you choose to spend your time – without the  hustle and bustle of  ‘normal’ face-to-face commitments – changes.  As I write this on a day that is raining, where my baby is sleeping peacefully in her cot, where my husband and eldest daughter are drawing pictures together in the dining room, where I reflect upon all the seasons of my life, I can’t help but feel I’m exactly where I need to be right here right now.

From the ages of 16-27, I partook in the taking of class-A party drugs much in the same way people embark on an exciting career: I got better and better at it and revelled in its rewards. An apt variation of our Prime Minister’s current mantra of ‘go early, go hard’. I was often the last woman standing. I honestly look back on those days – and the beautiful friends that shared it with me – and wonder how we all survived. There were certainly times when I didn’t think I would, and would eventually fall sleep after a multiple-day bender totally prepared for the fact that I may not wake up again. A small portion of it was certainly unhealthy escapism stemming from family and childhood troubles. And, a large portion of it was simply the down-and-dirty hedonism of the 90s-00s. I’ve got so many amazing memories of that time – many presenting themselves afresh to me today – and although I would never be able to do anything remotely like it again, I have no regrets!

Then I found myself in New Zealand. I arrived at age 26 and turned 27 a few weeks later. I did a sky-dive on my 27th birthday, and threw up behind a tree upon the landing, the effects of the previous night’s celebrations catching up with me. The months that followed my arrival in NZ were to mark the beginning of the self-development journey that I will be on for the rest of my life (and maybe beyond). I completely stopped all drinking, drug taking, partying and went to a buddhist meditation school where I learned a loving kindness method that I’ve not forgotten. Ironically, I got a part-time job in a bar to earn money to pay for my NLP training. I was the oldest and soberest person there, including the managing staff. In short, I got still. And things started to open up and fundamental healing shifts began to occur. I did what I had never been able to do before, choose a career, start a business, and get good at it.

I met my husband to be at age 33. This marked another new phase in life. Burned out from running the business, we packed up our city lives and headed for a semi-rural arrangement. Shortly afterwards we married. Shortly after this we started renovating our home. Somehow amongst this we managed to conceive our first daughter, who I gave birth to five days shy of my 37th birthday. Coming into motherhood – and doing so somewhat ‘late’ – signalled another fundamental shift: my first experience of mental illness in the form of post-natal distress (PND). An awful, life-threatening thing to go through. But I’ve come to call PND ‘the healer in disguise’.  I came out of it fundamentally and positively changed, in a way I can never put words to.  

And so the phase of parenthood continued, with all its challenges and rewards.

And then I turned 40. 

I had my 40th birthday at the same time I was rehearsing for a local theatre production which was due to open in a few days. My first foray into the performing arts since leaving the city. I had recently found out that I was pregnant, too. I remember on my birthday feeling like I had everything: I was pregnant, I was performing, I was happy working again. The sad realities of fate intervened: I caught the flu (or something close enough to it) and I had to go on stage totally sick. I lost the baby. No one can know for sure why one miscarries, only that they are so common (a fact you only discover once you’ve had your own). It was an awful time for our family and an extended period of stress. 

You know how this story ends, because I have two healthy girls, and I worked hard to get both of them into the world. This time a blissful and natural water birth. Another bout of PND, however; another recovery. Quicker this time.  Another experience of the ‘healer in disguise’ and a fundamental shift in who I am. Again, impossible to put words to it. Only to say that I’m so grateful for the healing that offered itself to me, and the people who helped me receive it. 

And now here I find myself. So grateful for this previous and wild life and the souls that share it with me in my bubble. Your are the universe to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And happy birthday to me. 

With all my love, Charlotte. 

This Is It – Don’t Wait To Be Happy

Picture from the wonderful Sue Kerr www.suekerr.ca

I now have a 4-nearly-5 year-old and a nearly-7-month-old. This is my first attempt at writing since I went on maternity leave in July 2019. I was ready for a break from my desk then, and now I’m ready to write.

Two things happen to me when I give life: I put on 20kg at least during pregnancy which sticks around, and I get a mental illness called Post-natal Distress (more commonly known as post-natal or postpartum depression, PPD or PND). With my firstborn it was worse and I was in denial for a long time, which meant it didn’t get accurately treated and I was in a very bad space for 7 months. I eventually got on the right trajectory and started healing, but it took a year to gain the beginnings of a sense of normality. Obviously my husband and I were reticent to have another child after barely surviving that period.

And we did. I was in a great space, I had done a lot of healing and was vital again, it was a good 3 years down the track. I’d had a miscarriage not long before and I felt very resilient through that experience, sad, but resilient. I worked with the health professionals in my life to put a lot of preventative measures in place, so I could avoid it happening. I strategised, I planned, I thought of every little detail. I prepared our friends and family thoroughly, and was clear about what kind of support we would need for those who wanted to give it. I put a lot in place to cope with it, if it happened.  Yet, that optimistic part of me thought I was just playing lip-service to the whole thing, not truly believing it could possibly happen again. Not this time.

It happened. It hit us at 4 weeks postpartum, just like last time. I was highly anxious and permanently in fight-flight, just like last time. However, last time I had a long stretch of anxiety and then a long stretch of depression. This time I would yo-yo back and forth between the two, as if my nervous system couldn’t decide where it wanted to be: one day intense anxiety and the next intense depression. Unlike last time, I had another child to consider and care for through it all. It has not been easy. We all have our own challenges and ‘crosses to bear’ so to speak. This is my struggle, and I own it as it is. It may or not be better or worse than others have it – who knows? It is however, my own personal struggle and journey.

I was unwell, it was yucky. I’ll spare the details.

My strategising and pre-planning wasn’t enough to stop biology (unfortunately – perhaps nothing is?), but it did mean we were supported and I passed through the worse of it a lot quicker. I’ve been my ‘normal’ self (whatever that means) 98% of the time for a good few months now. I threw every and any treatment I had available to me at it – which I will be talking about in subsequent posts – the conventional and the non-conventional. Who knows what worked, when, and what combination of things? I remember a number of significant and specific times where I  turned a corner. And I kept on turning those corners, and still am.

I woke up one morning recently and I felt that this truth had settled upon me in my sleep somehow: This Is It.

My life is happening right now. And I’m choosing to participate in it RIGHT NOW. Every messy, non-perfect part of it. My mind can trick me into a an imaginary time line that says ‘things will be better when…..’ or ‘I can be happy when…..’

when the baby can sit

when the baby is older

when life is more organised

when I can socialise more

when I can sleep more

when Pup goes to school

when we can walk everywhere

when we can go on holiday

when I’m skinny

when I can go back to work

when we get a pay rise

when…when…when……..

The list is endless, right?!

It’s an effort to stay in this place of NOW – of fully participating in life in the present and messy moment, and not waiting for the ‘if/whens’. Can I pull it off all the time? No, it’s hard. Yet it is worth the effort. There’s no fantasy future where all the parts of your life are tied up into neat little bows. The journey and the struggle is real. And, two seemingly opposing things can be true at the same time – more on that in the next post.

Can you be aware of your ‘life will be better when….’ thoughts, and challenge them by waking up into the present moment? Just gently focusing on your senses, what you can feel, hear and see? What can you pay attention to that brings you in to this RIGHT NOW moment in your life?

Charlotte x

Overcoming the Self-Sabotage Constraints of the Critic

I’m getting such good questions through from people in regards to the Inner Critic to Inner Coach eCourse. I’m so glad people are emailing me with their concerns. There is one very common theme:

What if I invest in it and do every step, but it doesn’t work for ME? What if I’m just a hopeless case after all? 

Let me tell you a personal story. Last year I wanted to hire a business coach. I was looking at a 4-figure investment for a short period of coaching. I’d never done anything like that before. It took me AGES to make my buying decision. And do you know what came up for me?

What if I invest all this money and it doesn’t work for me?

I’m an honest person, I don’t make things up, and I kid you not. The fear and the self-doubt disabled me for a good while. And here’s what I learnt about my Inner Critic during that process:

When you are about to step out of your comfort zone, take a risk or a chance, possibly change life for the better, the Critic GETS LOUDER.

It wants to sabotage you, hold you back, and keep you small.

If you follow me you’ll know what a huge fan of Brene Brown I am. I advocate her work whenever and wherever I can. I’ve absorbed most things she’s ever said or written. When her Netflix special came out, I didn’t dive into it right away. I wanted to save it for when the time was right. I wanted to savour looking forward to it. And that time was over the last few days. Have you seen it? I’m sure the pregnancy hormones are playing a role, but I teared up like every five minutes watching it! It resonates. And it resonates with millions of us around the world.

She defines vulnerability as: risk, uncertainty and emotional exposure. She teaches that no single act of true courage exists without this.

And here’s exactly what we’re facing. When we are about to step out and ‘dare’ – even if in just a small way – your Critic will step up. Because your Critic DOES NOT LIKE VULNERABILITY. Vulnerability to it is danger. And ultimately, its evolutionary design is to keep you safe from danger. I talk about why and how it does this on the course. What’s important to get now is that when it senses vulnerability it will self-sabotage and engineer to hold you back and keep you small. That’s what it is designed to do.

Because, you are on the brink of experiencing the juicy fundamentals of life that we are hard-wired to want and need in the bigger picture of things. Joy. Love. Belonging. And these were not in the evolutionary big picture when our fear-centred hard-wiring was in the making. When your Inner Critics were in design. Survival was the only thing on the hard-wiring agenda. Your Critic is SCARED SHITLESS of these breakthroughs. And when it senses their possibility IT WILL GET LOUDER, SABOTAGE, HOLD YOU BACK, AND KEEP YOU SMALL.

Yet, on the deeper levels of our being, we know we don’t like the experience of being held back, of staying small, of not achieving what’s important to us. Because we are neurobiologically hard-wired to want to be brave; to achieve our goals, to expand, to experience those juicy fundamentals of life. These are the things that make our lives worth living.

If you are experiencing that self-sabotage, self-doubt of: what if I invest in it, do every step, but it doesn’t work for ME? What if I’m just a hopeless case after all? then just know you are not alone. It is just the Critic doing its evolutionary task. And it means you NEED THIS WORK.

How else are we to take ourselves from fear and fear of vulnerability, to trusting ourselves and taking a chance? Yes, you need coaching! And you know the VERY BEST KIND of coaching?  The coaching you can learn to do ON YOURSELF, FOR YOURSELF.  Learning how to overcome the Critic and develop a full-proof Inner Coaching practice that’s inside your head, available to you 24/7, absolutely free of charge, and there supporting you and encouraging you 100%.

In other words, in my experience, this is the only way I’ve managed to learn how to answer “The Call To Courage” that Brene Brown wants us to answer.

Once I’d worked out that my doubts were just my Critic piping up and wanting to hold me back, I took the plunge and invested in the business coaching. And I got my results, because I made sure I made it work for me.

It’s not the Critic who counts. Inside or outside of your head. It’s not the Critic who counts.

With love and a small amount of daring, Charlotte xx

P.s. Please get in touch with ANY questions. I’m here to answer them and support you for the next 4 weeks until baby comes.

I’m calling BS on the whole ‘peaceful parenting’ ideal!

 

The last two mornings have been really tough, and I’ve shouted at my child.

I’m not proud of losing my temper, not at all. And if I’ve gone down in your estimation by admitting it, then so be it. Feel free to unsubscribe now. I gave up the belief that I had to be perfect in order to effectively help others some years ago (probably around the same time I became a parent!)

I share it with you however because it’s been a grave reminder to me how easy it is for parenting-guilt to arise. In my book The Imperfect Parent I call it the Shitty Guilt Fairy. And oh my, does the Shitty Guilt Fairy love it when I lose the plot! She kicks off her sparkly shoes and settles in, good and proper. And guess what comes with her? You’ve got it, the good old Inner Critic. This version is special however and probably hurts the most  – the Inner Parenting Critic.

The biggest pearl of wisdom I’ve ever learned from a parenting-psychologist (one which I drove 6 hours to go and train with for one day, and 6 hours back) was this:

“F#^k our kids. We give them everything we’ve got and they still demand three times as much!”

And isn’t that just the truth? The parenting equation isn’t one that is set up fairly, in my view. We do our best, we care, and we have the best of intentions to be the BEST parent we can be at any given time. We care for them, love them, teach them right from wrong and try hard to not give them labels that are hard to grow up with

And it’s when we’ve given everything and they still need more and push our buttons, that’s a recipe for losing it. For the last two mornings I’ve encountered nothing but obstacles and complaints one after the other, that have driven me to the end of my tether:

I can’t wear those leggings, the kids will laugh at me (dissolves into screaming fit)
I don’t want that toothbrush I want an electric toothbrush! (dissolves into screaming fit)
I don’t want to wear that because it’s been in the washing machine! (dissolves into screaming fit)
I wanted to sleep with my glo-ears on! I didn’t want you to take them off! (dissolves into screaming fit)
My socks are falling down! (dissolves into screaming fit)
My egg tastes like a vanilla tree and it’s making me really sick! (refuses to eat, dissolves into screaming fit)

Let me be really clear on my stance on parenting and why I wrote my book: I DO NOT BELIEVE in courses that claim to achieve “Peaceful Parenting”. If you’ve done them and they’ve worked for you, and you can remain 100% calm 100% of the time, then good for you! I’ve received criticism for this stance on social media and I’m fine with that. It doesn’t change my stance. I find the most effective way of living my life is to be a realist. For me, these so called ‘goals’ are lofty and unattainable and therefore extremity unhelpful to us as parents in the expectations they create. I don’t believe they are achievable, and when we fail to achieve them, as we inevitably will, it simply gives us another reason to beat ourselves up. In my view, even the Dalai Lama would struggle to keep his cool after 24 hours of parenting. And who knows how he’d do with a particular challenging child, or doing it solo, or doing it sleep-deprived, or a combination of all three?

Of course we all want to be calmer and not lose it quite so often. But because of the above – that we give them all we have and they still demand three times as much– losing it is inevitable. And what I DO NOT LIKE  is the cruel guilt-driven beat ups that parents give themselves about being “a bad mum” or “not cut out for this” or whatever. I’m calling BS on the whole thing!! 

Losing it is inevitable. How we treat ourselves in response to that is optional. 

I’m not going to lie. I’ve heard my Inner Parenting Critic the last few days. I’ve felt the guilt, and it’s hurt. I’ve been in floods of tears, completely undone by it all. And you know what? I’m so glad I know how to get myself out of that spiral these days. If I didn’t have an Inner Coach Practice (and let’s face it some really good friends) then I dread to think how far down the spiral I would actually go. Once again, if I go down in your estimations for admiring that, then so be it. But it’s the truth.

Self-compassion, self-empathy, forgiveness and kindness are the only ways to genuinely learn and move on. 

With love for all the parents out there. It’s the hardest job in the world, and because you care and are self-aware, you’re doing amazingly well.

Charlotte x

Video 8: Achieving Goals

Welcome to Video 8 of my free 8-day Video Series leading up to the launch of my Inner Critic to Inner Coach eCourse. Every day I’ll be talking about an area of significance to your life, and how negative self-talk either causes or perpetuates that problem. And then importantly, a quick-and-dirty instant solution that you can use right away to make a difference to yourself. In this case how to set a goal and actually achieve it.

The secrets of achieving goals? Firstly, you need to have one. Do you have a goal you’re working towards? If not then get one! Goals are really important, your brain loves them. Working towards something in your life makes you feel happier and builds up self-confidence.

Secondly, you need to believe you can achieve it. This part is influenced by two things:

  1. the goal actually being achievable and possible. If you’re just 4 feet tall, you’re probably not going to make it as professional basketball player.
  2. your internal self-talk

The first one is fairly straight forward. Your goal needs to have the right amount of challenge and stretch for you, which is relative to the situation you’re currently in. When I was unwell with Post-natal Distress (PND) my goal was to get through the day having completed some very basic tasks, like feed baby, sleep baby. And, later on when I became slightly better, make dinner. Conversely when I was thriving as an employed Lead Coach in a large government department, my goals were very different!  Ask – is it realistic for me? Is it actually possible/achievable? Asking a third person for their opinion can be a great way to check.

In terms of #2, if you have crappy internal dialogue playing in your head, then you will be very unlikely to achieve your goal. It will erode your belief in yourself by telling you you can’t do it, you’re not good enough to have it, or, the old favourite – who do you think you are?  In other words, WHO ARE YOU TO HAVE THIS?

You will then either be afraid of failure, or success, because with a lack of an Inner Coach practice, you won’t have a plan to support yourself 100% no matter what happens. Yes fear of success is something that can happen!

This will lead to some of those very unhelpful patterns that we have all experienced at some stage – self-sabotage and procrastination to name a few.

The solution? A self-talk revolution will be extremely helpful to you, which is the point of the eCourse. And, in the meantime, try these two things:

  1. write down the very first, tiniest little step you can take towards this goal.  Just the very first one, and make it small.
  2. write down why it is possible for YOU to achieve it. What strength or past achievement or resource do you possess, that will help you?

I talk a lot about learning how to ‘have your own back’ and supporting yourself 100% no matter what, in the Inner Critic to Inner Coach eCourse. They are such essential stills to develop in order to achieve anything. Knowing you can manage potential ‘failure’ is everything.

Any questions, please get in touch!

Love, Charlotte x