Your dreams should scare you a little.

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You can call me Julz

Who Am I ?

Just a gal who realized she was made for more!
I’ll have my coffee with a side of sea p
Lake Union, Seattle WA

I'm a coffee drinking empty nester, a Mia (that's what the grandkids call me) a friend, a hippie, a dog mom, and probably a lot like you. I listen to music, a bit too loud, read books made of paper (not backlit by a screen) and believe that the rules of life can be found on the baseball field and my soul can heal where the sand meets the ocean.  I did what I thought I was supposed to do; I got up and went to work. I raised the kids in the best way I knew how. I buried my mom. I paid my taxes. I said "hello" to my neighbors and returned my library books on time (mostly). And every day I wondered if this was all there was. Zero spark. Zero passion. I lived Groundhog Day - every day. I was afraid of doing anything even slightly different. I asked myself the question - is this all?, over and over and over and the ONLY answer I heard was, YES! Suck it up, buttercup!  Ugh.

But then something changed -

On a  dark, rainy, February evening, after a day of staying in my pajamas, watching whatever reality show was on, I asked the question one more time - Is THIS all there is?

 I heard a voice whisper, "no."  It was barely audible, but I heard it. The more I listened the louder the voice got. "There is more", I heard it say, "but you have to go find it."  I turned off the tv, splashed cold water on my face, and got to work - just a girl and her laptop and the Google. I didn't know what, I didn't know how, I just knew that I wasn't going to waste one more day of this precious life playing small - not using my gifts and experiences and wisdom to create a life that my soul knew I should be living. 

Fast forward a few months, after buckets of tears, so many conversations with my fears and the Universe, I found myself sitting on a really hard chair, in a conference room with 35 strangers, with a "what the hell am I doing here" look on my face. The facilitator opened his mouth and it hit me like a lightning bolt - THIS WAS HOME - I WAS HOME. I had found my home and my purpose with a group of people who knew they too had gifts to share with the world, they wanted to show up and serve in some way, helping one person at a time. I am now a Certified Professional Coach (CPC) through iPEC (Institute for Professional Excellence in Coaching) and Energy Leadership Index Master Practitioner (ELI-MP). I am accredited with the International Coaching Federation (ICF) to ensure I provide my clients with the tools and resources necessary to create the change they want to realize.

Now I am here. As a transformation coach, I have found a place for my gifts. But gifts aren't enough, I have tools, training, and experiences that allow me to help other women find their way.  From starting a business to scaling a business when they are stuck, to finding a community to goal setting and action planning, I work with women who just aren't sure where to start or what to do next and want someone to help them navigate the often choppy waters change and growth bring. I will show up, every time, for you. Because I was told to - and because I want to.

It's scary. I get it. It can be terrifying to find the courage to go outside the cushy, safe zone you have created for yourself. But you know what is even scarier? Not going outside. We all a have comfort zone. We have created those barriers and walls.  We have pushed right up to the boundary and then stopped pushing because we are afraid.

The magic my friends - The magic exists beyond that boundary. The magic of truly being YOU, the magic of creating a life you love, it's just on the other side of fear. Let's hang out. Let's talk about your hopes and dreams, and that audacious goal you have. Let's figure out why you aren't chasing those dreams and goals with every ounce of energy you have. Let's brainstorm ideas and draw out a beautiful blueprint and figure out what it's going to take. After all, you get ONE SHOT at this. 

                                     

                                                                                    What are you waiting for?