A powerful coaching session can feel like going through a car wash.
Layers of build-up (stories)
Getting the wash (confusion)
Emerge into the light (clarity)
Your coach will invite you onto the track and move you forward just like that rail that automatically moves your car forward.
If you’re lucky, your coach is already in neutral and invites you there, too.
Then there’s a mass of colors and brushes and twirling and water (during a carwash…and maybe during coaching with Allison Crow, just sayin’).
During a powerful coaching session, it can feel like your coach is stripping off your protective wax, fucking up your hair, and blasting you with new insight, new realizations, and new perspectives. Gently and compassionately, of course…but it isn’t always “nice.”
And then there’s that giant air blower at the end before you emerge fresh and clean and shiny…newly born and ready to conquer the world (or at least make the phone call you’ve been avoiding…oh…what? Just me? Okay. ?)
YOU have to put your car in DRIVE to leave the carwash; no one can do it for you. ?
Did I try too hard with this metaphor? ???