Wry Vita - Marion Ryan's personal blog - blog designer, business coach, lawyer of attraction and good-enough mum

Boosting Your Energy with Grace Marshall

Coaching and website-design client, Grace Marshall, asked two good questions on the New Coach Business Network over the weekend.  Grace's niche is energy and self care and she asked:

• What's your biggest challenge or concern when it comes to self care?

• What are your personal energy boosting tips? Do you have a sure-fire recipe to feeling well nourished?

I didn't answer her immediately.  As it was the weekend I had to pretend that I wasn't (still) sitting in front of my laptop...  I mulled over the topic though as it's a useful one for someone like me, a person of extremes, who feels that if I put down the job and go and have fun I might just forget to come back and pick up the baton again.

So I will share that my biggest challenge seems to be that I don't have a compelling why for focussing on self care:  I'm happy, healthy, stress-free, haven't seen a doctor in years etc so it's all too easy to forget I need to take care of myself. 

But what I really want to share are my personal energy boosting tips.  Because I realise there are so many really and I want to remind myself of all the easy stuff I can and do do.  "Do do"?  Now that makes me laugh - and that's a great starting point for boosting energy, isn't it.

2008 - Excitement, Opportunity and Bare-Arsed Fun

Has someone reduced the number of hours in a day and not told me?  Maybe hours just aren't 60 minutes long any more?

I'm having a minor crisis which is all to do with time management, catalysed by the recognition I'm eating all my meals about three hours late and if it keeps on this way I'll be having Sunday lunch for Monday breakfast. 

It's not the food I'm worried about.  If I stop eating now I could be down to my target weight by Easter Sunday (not to mention dead); it's that I simply have more to do than time to do it in.  Now this ain't a post about time management because Mark Forster does that a whole lot better than I do; besides which I know what I need to do.  Just don't want to do it.  Loving it all too much, you see.

I designated 2007 the year of the F word...which became known as the Marion Way.

Internet Overload

Maybe it's the time of year but a lot of us seem to be feeling overwhelmed and stressed out by our inboxes.  On the Money Gym forum, people are wondering how to deal with the amount of emails they're receiving and in particular the vast array of essential reading that is coming their way.  One internet marketer is giving away 117 e-books and is talking about adding 20,000 new subscribers to your list.  At least I think he is.  You reach the point where you stop listening because you've heard it all before.

Now I'm not for one moment saying it doesn't work or that he's lying.  It's just that some of us are so seduced by the magic words (subscribers / unlimited wealth etc) that we rush blindly in, mad for the quick fix, never stopping to consider what the offer is really all about. 

Internet marketing and chocolate have much in common.  They never go away, never give up.  They won't take no for an answer.  When you cave in you are bathed in good feelings and all is well with the world. 

AND TOO MUCH CAN SERIOUSLY DAMAGE YOUR HEALTH / WEALTH.

Because after the good feelings, there is often a bad one.  Why did I eat that third Crunchie?  And did I really need that 17th once-in-a-lifetime get-rich-now offer?

Time Non-Management from an Expert

If I take nothing else from September, it will stand as a useful example of time non-management and clear evidence to rebuff one of our favourite limiting beliefs that at some point in the future we'll have more time.

Summer was acceptably chaotic.  The school holidays started the end of June and by the 4th July I had started the first of The Abundant Coach programmes with twelve energetic, up-for-it coaches who wanted to build their coaching business.

There were two trips over to London to find emotional freedom, a jaunt to Dublin, parents and sister to be looked after on their trip to Tipperary, holidays in Mayo and a crazy friend plus children to stay.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew, when I bit off way more than I could chew.  As Frank did.  But I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way.

So September was going to be a breeze.