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Feb 06 2018

Confessions of a Coach 

‘You always know everything. It’s not fun to talk to you. Whatever I am doing feels like I’m never going to do it right. I hate it. I hate you!’ – she sighed with despair while tears were flooding her eyes. She came to see me after her third marriage ended in what seemed and endless battle for possessions. Like a war victim who had given up on the very last ounce of self-esteem she told me the ‘whole’ story: how people were taking advantage of her, how she was...

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Jan 04 2017

January’s book – 2017

If there is one thing I would mention when I am introducing myself to new people is that I love to sleep and to read, not necessarily in this order. Somewhat contradictory in nature, these activities boost my energy level. I only regret that I cannot combine them into an efficient multitasking. Well, I do not believe in multitasking, therefore I enjoy both activities one at a time. For the book of the month I would like to share with you some of the reads that stay with me after closing...

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23rd of April

Life as we know it. One month and one day ago the world stopped from revolving around itself. We froze into a horror scenario of bomb attacks in Brussels. We witnessed massive amounts of support and testimonials of compassion from all over the world. We held our breath with shock, fear, frustraton, anger. We counted the victims, we burried the dead...

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12 April

I am playing with the fries on my plate in the Ikea cafeteria in Brussels. In Anderlecht to be specific. Somewhere in the neighbourhood the police had captured Abrini, one of the three terrorists who had conducted the attacks in Brussels on the 22nd of March. "Bad luck, they were not even planned for Belgium", I hear some guys behind me talking French. You cannot escape the media's these days. Life as we know it flows everywhere around us. The same fries with the same meatballs of the same size with...

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8th of April

It's a regular day at the office. As regular as it can be given the fact that the office is actually MY office and that it opened exactly one month ago. As ordinary as it can be with phone calls every hour to check on kid number 2 who has missed the spring camp because he did not meet the required age, therefore he spends the day on his own or with me in the same office, totally in love with his Nintendo. On such a common day at the office I...

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April 04 2016

  Have you seen them? The four white flashing lights in the middle of the night? What about the red one? Have you heard them? Have you recognized the most wonderful annoying decibel limit trespassing noise? The one coming from another world? From above the clouds, higher in the skies? The one making the roof of your house tremble, the windows shake and your dog bark with the nose up and a dizzy look? The one that makes you toss your pillow and swear between the teeth because it ruins your night sleep? The one you have been checking the sharpness of...

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03 April 2016

  Sunday, 10 o'clock. I drag myself out of bed. It's late, so late! I rush downstairs. The kids are watching TV, my husband is working concentrated on his electronic bugs and threads. He doesn't even hear me. The dog barks happily on her mat. She's always so happy to see me. "I am late", a voice in my head keeps repeating somewhere at the back of my head. "Ha, ha ha, you are late, lazy one!" Nobody seems to care about me being late. The dog licks my face and then barks loudly in my ear. I teleport myself...

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30 March 2016

  J was late for work yesterday morning. Unusual and frustrating. I needed to leave on time to put the kids to the day camp. Every minute of delay meant an extra couple of instruction barking in the car in order to calm the hysteria on the back seats. Half an hour later than usual, there she was. We exchanged greetings, I asked her to lock the door behind me and I left. There was no coffee on the kitchen counter therefore I quickly decided to go grab some pads from the mall before I returned home...

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29 March 2016

  Resilience: the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape; elasticity; the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness. Imagine you make a hole in the sand. Within seconds you cannot distinguish it's form. Imagine a balloon. Squeeze it. Within seconds it will regain its round form. Take a human heart. Smash it. Within seconds you will not be able to know whether it will recover its form again. Within years you will still see the scratches on the surfaces. Some hearts harden, some remain flat for the rest of the time they need...

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25 March 2016

  It smelled like coffee today on the highway. I opened my window to sense the breeze on my face. The never-ending hideous tail of the car monster was huffing and puffing for kilometres on end. I was late for my training. I was listening to my kids' quarrel when calling my husband to check on them. He had heard the news. I heard the news...

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