The things we try to carry on our own

I had a dream last night in which a woman I didn't know was collapsing in grief on the sidewalk in front of a brightly lit theater marquee.  As I went to lift her up, she said, "You always know what to do." I said to her, "Let me hold some of this pain for you, so you...
I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

Hey. Yeah, I know. It’s been a minute. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about writing. I think about it every day. It’s just that I haven’t actually sat my arse down in front of a keyboard. Well, that’s not actually true. Facebook knows it’s not true, and Jimmy...

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Can a 15 minute “triage” session with a coach make a difference? See how intentional focus and a few powerful questions can clarify the issues and give you a roadmap for what to do next.

Troubled? Return to Your Values.

Troubled? Return to Your Values.

We behave, it is said, in accordance with our values. That’s a disturbing thought, given my all-too-human propensity to act in ways that blatantly conflict with those attributes which I profess to value most highly.

The Ovation Story

The Ovation Story

As of October, 2019, InsightOut Life and EQ Insight Coaching have been combined into a new entity: Ovation Coaching. This is the story behind the new brand.

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

I was in the garden, watering my flower garden, when I doused my favorite cat, LindaRonstadt, with a spray of cold water. It was a mistake, of course. I know how much she dislikes getting wet: only slightly less than she dislikes getting caught in a hailstorm, but...

The things we try to carry on our own

The things we try to carry on our own

I had a dream last night in which a woman I didn't know was collapsing in grief on the sidewalk in front of a brightly lit theater marquee.  As I went to lift her up, she said, "You always know what to do." I said to her, "Let me hold some of this pain for you, so you...

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

Hey. Yeah, I know. It’s been a minute. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about writing. I think about it every day. It’s just that I haven’t actually sat my arse down in front of a keyboard. Well, that’s not actually true. Facebook knows it’s not true, and Jimmy...

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Can a 15 minute “triage” session with a coach make a difference? See how intentional focus and a few powerful questions can clarify the issues and give you a roadmap for what to do next.

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Trust that your generous gestures are enough. I have a lovely friend who gifted me some "surplus" homemade chocolate mousse (surplus? Not in my house). As she handed it to me, she apologized for a bit of visible whipped cream that "wasn't supposed to be there" (I'm...

The things we try to carry on our own

The things we try to carry on our own

I had a dream last night in which a woman I didn't know was collapsing in grief on the sidewalk in front of a brightly lit theater marquee.  As I went to lift her up, she said, "You always know what to do." I said to her, "Let me hold some of this pain for you, so you...

Learning How to be Wrong

Some years ago, I heard a story about three-year-old Nolan running into his house to retrieve another ball.  He had to get another ball because Kurt, who was 47, "made a really BIG mistake," having tossed the ball into the neighbor's fenced yard, where it couldn't be...

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Trust that your generous gestures are enough. I have a lovely friend who gifted me some "surplus" homemade chocolate mousse (surplus? Not in my house). As she handed it to me, she apologized for a bit of visible whipped cream that "wasn't supposed to be there" (I'm...

I’m Over It. Not.

I’m Over It. Not.

It took me many years, lost friendships and missed opportunities to understand: anytime I even think the words “I’m over it,” I am telling myself a story. It’s a story of invincibility from the most bullet-proof version of myself I can conjure up. It’s a story about...

First Person Vulnerable: What Your Language Reveals About You

First Person Vulnerable: What Your Language Reveals About You

Ten women sat in a circle in my living room, warmed by the fire and the company of other women, identifying the attributes of their Inner Critics. In the space they created together for this purpose, they began to share their experiences, making it possible for others...

Learning How to be Wrong

Some years ago, I heard a story about three-year-old Nolan running into his house to retrieve another ball.  He had to get another ball because Kurt, who was 47, "made a really BIG mistake," having tossed the ball into the neighbor's fenced yard, where it couldn't be...

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

I was in the garden, watering my flower garden, when I doused my favorite cat, LindaRonstadt, with a spray of cold water. It was a mistake, of course. I know how much she dislikes getting wet: only slightly less than she dislikes getting caught in a hailstorm, but...

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Trust that your generous gestures are enough. I have a lovely friend who gifted me some "surplus" homemade chocolate mousse (surplus? Not in my house). As she handed it to me, she apologized for a bit of visible whipped cream that "wasn't supposed to be there" (I'm...

I’m Over It. Not.

I’m Over It. Not.

It took me many years, lost friendships and missed opportunities to understand: anytime I even think the words “I’m over it,” I am telling myself a story. It’s a story of invincibility from the most bullet-proof version of myself I can conjure up. It’s a story about...

Annoyed? Good. It’s Your ‘Bat Signal’ for Mindful Self-Awareness

Annoyed? Good. It’s Your ‘Bat Signal’ for Mindful Self-Awareness

How often do you feel annoyed during your workday? Nobody would blame you, really, considering all the insanity you deal with. Think about who brings the crazy in your office. Wouldn’t it be nice if they dialed it down? How much happier would you be if Marty stopped...

The things we try to carry on our own

The things we try to carry on our own

I had a dream last night in which a woman I didn't know was collapsing in grief on the sidewalk in front of a brightly lit theater marquee.  As I went to lift her up, she said, "You always know what to do." I said to her, "Let me hold some of this pain for you, so you...

Learning How to be Wrong

Some years ago, I heard a story about three-year-old Nolan running into his house to retrieve another ball.  He had to get another ball because Kurt, who was 47, "made a really BIG mistake," having tossed the ball into the neighbor's fenced yard, where it couldn't be...

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

Hey. Yeah, I know. It’s been a minute. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about writing. I think about it every day. It’s just that I haven’t actually sat my arse down in front of a keyboard. Well, that’s not actually true. Facebook knows it’s not true, and Jimmy...

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Can a 15 minute “triage” session with a coach make a difference? See how intentional focus and a few powerful questions can clarify the issues and give you a roadmap for what to do next.

What We Most Need to Hear

What We Most Need to Hear

I was messaging another coach today, someone who once came to me as a client for a reality check. As I sent a few words of encouragement, I noticed a familiar and common phenomenon: the words I said to him were completely applicable to my own mindset in the moment. I...

Learning How to be Wrong

Some years ago, I heard a story about three-year-old Nolan running into his house to retrieve another ball.  He had to get another ball because Kurt, who was 47, "made a really BIG mistake," having tossed the ball into the neighbor's fenced yard, where it couldn't be...

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

I Named My Inner Procrastinator “Juno”

Hey. Yeah, I know. It’s been a minute. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about writing. I think about it every day. It’s just that I haven’t actually sat my arse down in front of a keyboard. Well, that’s not actually true. Facebook knows it’s not true, and Jimmy...

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Presenting Strength, in 15 Minutes or Less

Can a 15 minute “triage” session with a coach make a difference? See how intentional focus and a few powerful questions can clarify the issues and give you a roadmap for what to do next.

What’s Your “Barcelona Moment”?

What’s Your “Barcelona Moment”?

Imagine that you’re a college student living abroad, wandering the beautiful, winding backstreets of Barcelona. You’re on your own for the first time in your life, feeling completely immersed in carefree joy, peaceful solitude, energizing independence, and...

Troubled? Return to Your Values.

Troubled? Return to Your Values.

We behave, it is said, in accordance with our values. That’s a disturbing thought, given my all-too-human propensity to act in ways that blatantly conflict with those attributes which I profess to value most highly.

The Ovation Story

The Ovation Story

As of October, 2019, InsightOut Life and EQ Insight Coaching have been combined into a new entity: Ovation Coaching. This is the story behind the new brand.

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

Why I Want to be More Like My Cat

I was in the garden, watering my flower garden, when I doused my favorite cat, LindaRonstadt, with a spray of cold water. It was a mistake, of course. I know how much she dislikes getting wet: only slightly less than she dislikes getting caught in a hailstorm, but...

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Never Apologize for Chocolate Mousse

Trust that your generous gestures are enough. I have a lovely friend who gifted me some "surplus" homemade chocolate mousse (surplus? Not in my house). As she handed it to me, she apologized for a bit of visible whipped cream that "wasn't supposed to be there" (I'm...

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