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SHINE from Sparkle to Light
Feb 06 2018

Confessions of a Coach 

SHINE from Sparkle to Light
by Eight Crystals

‘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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Life Hacks: Keeping Scores

SHINE from Sparkle to Light
by selena

Have you ever watched small children fight over toys, seats at the table, helping in the household? Have you ever heard them saying: 'It's not fair?' when they felt left aside, exploited or somehow disadvantaged? Do you say it yourself that life is not fair? That you did this and that and so on, and you don't even get a 'thank you' in return? Do you also believe that when you give people a helping hand they will rip off your arm with it? Are you fond of keeping scores with what you...

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Love at 220V or The Importance of Personal Boundaries

SHINE from Sparkle to Light
by selena

  There's little in this world that makes me as happy as when I see horses enjoy themselves, running wild and carefree. Well, maybe touching them and feeling their soft noses while huffing and puffing would be another appropriate example. I was granted the pleasure of seeing horses on my way to a workshop I was attending to last Sunday and I remember telling myself: 'Oh, how beautiful! I would so much love to touch them!' A bit later in the day, during one of the breaks, another workshop participant had made her way...

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Dec 14 2017

Be your own kind of Shine and… just be!

SHINE from Sparkle to Light
by selena

I woke up this morning with a numbing feeling of having lost it! My vision, my purpose, my 'why'. I closed my eyes, I rubbed the back of my hands on my eyelids heavily. I opened them again. Nothing. Niks. Nada. 'I need coffee!' I rushed to the kitchen, scolding the kids to get out of my way. I pushed the magic button on my Nespresso machine and waited for the familiar sound of the percolator to soothe my sudden unwelcomed confusing drifting. I took a sip of the dark potion and I sighed....

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