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Why Even Coach and Not a Single Word About My Monstera?

about coaching experience insights Oct 09, 2024
Put some light on your life to reflect and go beyond self-discovery

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Tokyo, August 6, 2023

We met at a coffee shop in the ever-busy Aoyama area. She was talking about her life, I was talking about my wins and struggles, and between us — the best avocado toast in the city and a side of herbal tea (yeah, I know… tea in a coffee shop).

She was the only person I had spilled my half-baked, super vague idea about becoming a coach to. And trust me, it wasn’t an easy conversation. I barely had the words to explain why this path was calling me, or why I even needed to do it — but one thing I knew for sure: I wasn’t interested in counseling. Nope, not my gig. I needed to become a coach (and yes, I hope everyone gets the difference).

 

Despite all the uncertainty and my lack of direction, I felt this deep fire inside me, like something big was brewing, even if I had no clue what my first step was.

I’ll never forget the way she looked at me. She paused, took a breath, and then said, “I see you there. I see how successful you might become because this is yours.”

Now, you’d think a simple sentence like that wouldn’t hit so hard. But it did. It had a profound effect on me. She wasn’t just supporting me in that generic, “You got this!” kind of way. No, she actually believed in me — in my potential. And that hit different. That shifted something inside me.

From that point on, the idea of becoming a coach stuck with me like a catchy song (Desert Rose by Zuma Dionys Remix has been my jam lately — something about the line, “I dream of rain, I dream of gardens in the desert sand,” just hits different. It’s all about hope and making it through, even when things are rough. Pretty deep, yeah?). I couldn’t shake it. I began diving into learning more about coaching — different styles, different tools, anything and everything that could help people. Let me tell you, I was interested in literally everything: active listening (from the heart, not just the ears), cognitive questioning (my favorite is inner family practice), somatic experiences, breathing techniques, Reiki, stretching, deep tissue massage, myofascial release, fitness (gym or pole dancing), and even organizing a tantra workshop in Bali next summer. Honestly, anything that creates or increases the mind-body connection that we consciously or subconsciously seek.

We need it tremendously. That connection helps us understand our emotions better, release the strains and tension we wear (see what I did there? Wear like a suit and also wear like the stress we carry), and finally give ourselves the freedom to shed that “suit.”

The suit we wear — over and over — is made up of our thoughts, emotions, and sensations. It’s something we create, yet often forget we have control over. But here’s the question: who’s the creator? My main goal as a coach is to help people connect with their higher self — the part that often gets lost in all the noise and distractions of everyday life.

When we tap into that higher self, it’s like finding a secret framework that unlocks hidden sources of inspiration, motivation, and our inner voice (the one we so often neglect). This allows us to take a good look at that “suit” we wear and decide whether to patch it up, replace parts, or just throw the whole thing out. That’s where the real power lies — in seeing ourselves for who we are and being able to change or adjust in ways that let us follow our true desires.

There’s so much to explore — for each person, for each mood, and even in different physical states. It’s like mixing a signature cocktail or mocktail (whatever you’re into), where every ingredient has its own unique effect. And that’s what I’ve been working on — constantly updating my framework and toolbox to keep it fresh, effective, and sparkly.

This past year has been filled with unstructured learning, dipping my toes into different subjects. The idea of becoming a coach never left me because I knew it came from the right place. But I didn’t fully commit until July when, once again, the right time and the right place aligned, bringing me another teacher and another lesson.

It was one of those moments where I realized something was holding me back. I needed help, and for the first time, I was ready to admit it. I had heard about this coach a year earlier — funny enough, right after that avocado brunch. She popped into my head again, and I just knew this was it. It was time. I wasn’t going to figure it all out on my own this time (shocking, I know). I knew I needed professional guidance.

And that’s how she changed my life. 

She didn’t just throw random tools at me. No, she gave me something far more powerful: a new perspective. She helped me shift my focus and made me believe in myself in a way I hadn’t before. I walked away from our first session knowing that I had everything I needed to change my life. I just needed to start.

And start I did. Within two months, I had done more than I had in the last two years combined. I was on fire. And I’m still going. That’s the power of connection, deep motivation, self-belief, and maybe a sprinkle of magic (aka coaching).

Now, let me be clear: I’m not here to sell you some overpriced service to feed my ego or line my pockets with extra cash. That’s not what drives me. What I’m offering is knowledge, the kind that can actually change your life. I’m here when you’re ready — whether that’s today, tomorrow, or next year, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about you and your timing. Just stay open to the possibilities, and trust me, the opportunities will find you.

Btw, if you read through and, more than anything, want to know that coffee shop’s name — just hit me in the comments. Sharing is caring, and I’d be happy to recommend the spending-about-20-minutes-of-your-life-in-line-to-get-in sort of coffee shop (well, it’s Tokyo, you know, hehe).

Pats,
Anya πŸ«°πŸ½



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