Don’t get me wrong, I love being a life coach.

I love helping women go to places in themselves that they never thought of, or have been too afraid to go. It’s the best way I’ve ever found to honestly figure out what we need to do to have the life we want.

And I love having a business that lets me find new, fun ways to share my talent and be in service to more and more women.

But there is a huge downside…

It’s that I think I have to be perfect.

Yep. The life coach who believes that she has to be perfect in order to actually help someone.

I’m not saying that I don’t have my shit together because most days I do.

But since I’m a human being, there are days when I have a hard time pulling my head out of my ass long enough to remember to even meditate!

Days when I have a deadline that I know I cannot miss.

Days when I get an overwhelming feeling of missing my kids.

Days when I get a confidence “miss” when I am asked to do something out of my comfort zone.

Days like that, can swallow us down the rabbit hole faster than Jesus on a bicycle, as a friend of mine describes it.

And when you’re in the rabbit hole all you can think of it why you belong there. Why you are not enough. You get me?

But since I’m not a big fan of rabbits and a bit claustrophobic, those are the days when I just stop.

I stop thinking that I have to work on someone else’s schedule instead of mine.

I stop thinking that it’s silly nonsense to feel a hole in my heart when I miss my kids.

And I stop thinking that just because I am a certified life coach and a certified confidence coach that I should never have confidence “misses” and that perfect is what I must strive for.

It’s those exact things about me, the things that make me an imperfect human being, in turn make me the kind of coach I am. My connection to myself and my imperfections gives me such great insight into women’s humanity.

The rabbit hole showing up at my door is a time to remember that honouring who we are is how we live happy, and stay in service to others in our world whether they be clients, colleagues, family or friends.

And even though that honoring can be scary, vulnerable, and pain-in-the-ass hard work, it’s worth it.