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A True Success Life Coach Story |
By:
Christopher Jon Luke Dowgin |
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"Hey Man who are you!" I was sitting on a wall next to the
Armory Park outside the Peabody Essex in historic Salem when
this "Goth Chick". Not exactly Goth, well you do not expect many
of them to have a southern accent. It was more than her dress
that made her seem out of place, or the accent. For this is
Salem, and Salem loves Vampires and things of Halloween, but Red
(for that is what I will call her in this article.) seemed a
long way from home. Not the one in Tenenesee, but the one in her
heart. And she was running out of time to get there. For she was
pregnant and if she could not find her way home, her child would
not stand a chance.
The night before I had seen an equally strange guy the night
before outside a bar trying to sell prescription pharmaceuticals
of Red's. Tall lanky sort of fellow. Looked like what Howdy
Doody would look like if he grew up in Compton. I was polite and
got to know him as well over the next months.
See the two of them rode up from Tennessee on mountain Bikes
hoping from shelter to shelter. Nothing new in Salem. See Salem
is the Mecca for misfit toys from the country. See paddling your
feet down the cobble stones of this mystical city and glancing
"Oh My God stares!" at laurie Cabot, One of our local witches,
will take away all the pain and injury you suffered from your
parents and home towns injustices and discrimination of who you
really are. Well it did not work for those young youth heading
to the Holy Land during Crusades, and it still does not now. For
their idol is still trying to work through the same issues that
the lost flock to her to answer.
So we have two more in Salem.
So Red, upon our first meeting jokes for awhile and goes into
her life. The Soap Opera of it all, that she loves! Well she is
eighteen and pregnant soon to teach her child all of her
successes and failures. I have known her all my life, her face
shows up in so many in this country. The most recent and closest
avatar of her I know is almost sixty now and has suffered her
self and her children through what this young girl is about to
do. So I snatch the elders ruby slippers from her and try to
give her another pair to get her home. "Red, Stop! Now the next
time I see you, tell me something good! A good Story!"
Too often people go about and never have conversations with
people but tell their story. They identify with the role and not
the actor. Being typecast in the same roles, never branching out
into other areas. The Histrionic behavior is an attempt to get
the self soothing and comfort they can not access on their own.
Their parents never gave them the security of the nest so they
may learn to know that home is in the heart and it never leaves
you. Like the nestling soon learns as he is drop kicked from the
bough, you always can return home. Now the older of the two has
never found that home yet, but I would like to see if Red could.
"A Good Story, what do you mean?"
Well I explain a scenario that she wakes up from a good night's
sleep, the sun is bright on her face as she leaves her tent. She
is excited because she is suppose to meet Jon at four and have a
pint under the apple trees next to the Custom House. They have
some good laughs and walk up the pier to the Friendship Tall
Ship in the Harbor. Jon trips after Red pushes him and he falls
in off the dock. She laughs her pants off watching Jon hoist his
feet out of the mud flats for the tide is going out.
You start from where they are. But no tradegy of drama! Was the
prescription.
It took some time, but eventually she proceed from "You know
what he just ...., I know good story!" to " I went to the doctor
and he said the baby is healthy and all the WIC paper work is
completed and I have not done any of my man's stuff this week.".
She was learning.
Then came the day she learned that Jonson and Jonson pill pusher
not only cheated on her, but with another guy. Well with my
support she contacted her Uncle, since it was her parents who
twisted her head on backwards, a good man that always was from
another tree than her mother. A good apple. She followed my care
and suggestion and got him to drive two thousand miles and haul
herself back south.
Well, Howdy doody from Compton with his accent and all. He
listens well, but is not ready to give up the thrill of tradegy
of drama yet. Pills and deals, dealing with missing a child not
born yet and a sexuality not blossomed a tulip or rose. He tries
but finds failure too much fun. Everyone in their own time.
Yes as Life Coaches we deal with Business Executives, and Start
up Entrepreneurs, but we should and can not let the others fall
through the cracks. When your left brain has a full belly and
cushion in the bank, let your right brain give a little
compassion and tenderness.
Rome made this mistake and death and poverty in the end will
strike beggar and king alike. Just because some shoes will just
give you blisters.
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