The metaphor: new (wonderful) chapter in my life
I won’t bore anyone here with any technical details, but thought to document the fact that I have a ‘sole proprietorship’, called ‘All Personal’, which will allow me to provide online coaching services to anyone who needs to work on specific personal skills they want to develop. It’s one of the dreams I’ve dreamt for a while now, so here it is starting to take shape. The website I have so far says it’s all under construction?: http://www.personalskillscoach.com/
What I do want to share here is how fast it was to register a firm and get the admin done. It took five working days, all done online. I went online to the agency that registers firms here in Ontario, read the info and figured out by myself what I wanted to have (because the info was very clear, I’m no expert, just so you know). Then, I started to fill-in an application and stopped where I didn’t know what to do. Before I got to call them and ask anything, someone called me to ask how they can help, because they noticed I started the application and didn’t finish. Imagine my surprise. If you can’t, I’ll tell you, it was a big surprise to me, I needed about 5 seconds (and that’s a lot of silence for a call) to figure out what to say next. Anyway, the guy was so relaxed and helpful. I finalized the application online, while talking to him on the phone. And then five days later I had the registration done. It was so easy!
I’ll share more once I have more, for the time being just know that you can reach me if you need a coach to train your personal skills. ?
Remember my earlier posts when everything was an emotional roller-coaster? Well, this time it’s about real ones, the ones you’d find, for instance, at Canada’s Wonderland. Oh My God! I have some photos but they’re not relevant! Because the feelings you get when you’re riding any one of those ‘monsters’ are indescribable. I’m so far from being passionate about roller coasters, although when I was little I liked them so much! But then, you know, as technology evolved, so did they! And so the roller-coasters I knew when I was little are, how should I put it, a bus ride downtown, maybe even stuck in traffic, compared to these ones today!
I don’t even have to add any comments to these pics:
The kids rode this one, it was their first ride in the park. I documented carefully from the ground…?
OK, so I didn’t ride that one, but I did ride others because, hey, when you have kids, need I say more? And that’s how you overcome your fears and stuff, sometimes just because there is no other way, no way out, no escape. One thing I took from the weekend was one of the kids saying: ‘the ones that seem less scary are actually scarier than they look’. Duh, me!
This is the reason why I am not posting any photos with my face in any of them, I just didn’t have a face anymore, it was just moving on its own, uncontrollably. What was there to control anymore? Everything was out of that!!
I do have some normal photos, though, well, a few.
My husband rode this one. Oh, did he overcome his fears, or what! ?
They were almost upside down up there.
The park really is huge and the two roller coasters to the right and left are monsters.?
And there’s a normal photo, with a moose and two adrenaline – full people I know!?
So it got me thinking, apart from the adrenaline shots I was getting after each ride, what was it that made me do it? The job description as a parent? That’s even more insane, because we were exposing ourselves AND our kids to the same kind of terrifying experience, combined with sort of a RISK?! The fun? What fun, when you’re terrified, screaming your heart and lungs out? And then, it hit me: the right-after-the-ride! I felt so proud, for some reason, to have done something I didn’t think I’d do or which I wouldn’t normally do or anyway not very voluntarily?! It was the feeling that it was all for a good cause: make a child happy to have had the ride, challenge and conquer my own fears, and be happy to still be alive and well after each ride. Literally, to quote my daughter after one ride: ‘yey, I’m alive!’, or my son after another: ‘I could so kiss the earth right now!’ Note to self, they were the eager ones for the rides.
Learning point for me: I still prefer a 10-hour flight to any 1-minute roller-coaster ride. ‘Land’ is the key word in Wonderland, for sure.?