Feeling Vulnerable?

What to do when you’re feeling vulnerable?

For a lot of us, feeling vulnerable can stop us in our tracks.

But we don’t want to let that happen if we intend to live our best life, right?

My trick is that I try to get to the source of why I’m feeling vulnerable.

Here’s what I mean.

As most of you know by now, I recently launched a 30-Day Writing for Self-Care Challenge.

The challenge is off and running and going really well, but the truth is, it almost didn’t happen.

Creative Inspiration Arrived

The original idea for the writing challenge came to me on a walk.

The arrival of the idea initially brought much excitement and an influx of creativity.

I planned out daily prompts, created special cards and took photos of them in unique places.

But once the prompts were all chosen and it was time to send out the email invite, a teeny pit started to form in my belly.

“What if no one joins?” I thought to myself.

A picture emerged in my mind.

I was standing in the backyard. There were tables scattered across the lawn; one covered in drinks, one in desserts, another in little appetizers. I was in a long floral dress and had a huge smile on my face as I waited for everyone to show up. And I waited, and waited. But no one was arriving.

I stared out my office window and thought, “So what? I don’t care if anyone shows up.” And felt the old familiar amour of indifference blanketing my chest.

“Not this time,” I said out loud. “You’re not doing this. I DO care about this.”

Which meant I had work to do. I had to clear those fears and beliefs that were living in the recesses of my being, because I knew if I didn’t, I was on board the self-sabotage train and headed toward exactly what I didn’t want to see.

Later that day I utilized many of the tools I incorporate in my Transformational Life Coaching Sessions, including Ancestral Clearing, which, on that day, seemed to have the most profound effect.

It was in the middle of clearing those internal roadblocks, that I had a profound realization. I actually laughed out loud.

“This has nothing to do with me!” I shouted, upon which my pup, Georgie Girl jumped up and came running over.

As I rubbed her ears, I thought about all the times I’ve put myself out there, felt afraid, wanted to retreat and quit, and came back to my senses when I returned to my Why.

(I had gone through this exact scenario when I wrote my book, Preemie: Lessons in Love, Life and Motherhood)

This writing challenge was born out of my own desire to ignite my writing, but opening it up came from a desire to serve and inspire others and create a safe place to come together as a community.

I guess that’s reason enough to get out of my own way, right?

Which I did. And the challenge is off to a wonderful start, with over 275 amazing people from all over the world writing together!

And you are still more than welcome to join if it’s calling to your heart!

a woman in a field of flowers overcoming feelings of vulnerability

photo thanks to fanny gustafsson

We all self-sabotage and the more we excavate our fears and bring them to light where they melt away in the daylight, the more we will all become the best versions of ourselves and inspire others to do the same.

I believe whole-heartedly that when we as individuals take time to focus on becoming that best version of ourselves, ripples go out from us and positively influence those around us.

It’s how YOU, as one individual, has the power to change the world.

You’ve got this!!!

 

Is a Life Coach Worth It?

If you’re trying to decide if a life coach is worth it, perhaps this story from one of my recent client’s will help you decide!!!


a woman after working with a transformational life coach

Why I Chose to Work with a Life Coach

My entire life, I’ve been pivoting and changing from one thing to another.

When I started my business, I lacked any sort of direction, clarity, or sense of what I was truly good at.

In addition to rolling with whatever punches came my way, I was a glorified doormat for my clients, guilty of chronically undercharging, and feeling depleted because of my lack of boundaries. 

Ironically, I would’ve told you my self-care was impeccable! 

I had a therapist, I had friends, I’d worked with a business coach, but I knew I needed a different kind of help. 

I’d heard amazing things about Kasey Mathews from a friend who experienced her work as a Transformational Life Coach.

I watched all of the growth happening for my friend and spied enviously as she masterfully established boundaries with her own clients. I saw how she created self-care routines and habits that felt good to her.

As I cheered her on, I saw her vision grow and gain momentum, while simultaneously I was spinning my wheels wishing I could have those same successes.

My world was grey, my life was fine, but I knew something was missing.

I knew I was meant for more.  

After the initial Discovery Call with Kasey, I was sold.

She asked me to imagine myself in a Field of Possibility and envision a magic wand creating a world where I could have anything I like.

At first, I was frustrated because I didn’t know what that thing was, and I didn’t believe I could create the life of my dreams. But Kasey has a way of helping you to uncover what it is that’s lying underneath the surface.

She brings to light the difference between what you think you want, what others think you should have, do, be, and what YOU really want. 

And more importantly, she helps you to remove the limiting beliefs that stand in the way of moving towards what you want. So that true transformation and change can happen. 

My business and life look very different now.

The actual blueprint of my business is entirely different, with new clients and a clear direction and path. I’ve accepted my gifts and have been able to see for myself traits that I can tap into to truly help and support others in their growth as well through my work. 

Working with Kasey has: 

  • Improved my client and working relationships 
  • Grown my confidence 
  • Helped me to create self-care routines and habits that matter and feel right for ME
  • Show up more fully and present to my life and relationships
  • Helped me to find my voice in my personal and professional life 
  • Transformed my ability to own and share my truth 
  • Given me a completely different lens through which to view life

If you’re struggling with self-esteem, a relationship with your partner, knowing what to do with your business, getting clarity and direction, making the positive changes you know you need in life, and creating the life that YOU want to be living, I recommend working with Kasey Mathews as a Life Coach

The world and YOU are waiting for YOU. 


Does that help you decide if a life coach is worth it?

I am so truly humbled and grateful for those words. My client runs a very successful female-owned and female-run company and preferred not to have her name listed here, as she’d rather keep this part of her life quiet. Rest assured, all work with me is entirely confidential.

If you’re considering working with a Transformational Life Coach, I will happily offer you a complimentary, 45-minute Discovery Session. You can learn what the session will be like and schedule here – Magical Living Discovery Session.

And you can find testimonials from other client’s here – Client Testimonials.

 

I do this work because I know and believe the world needs strong, women leaders who are willing to stand up and share their gifts with the world.

Life Coaching is meant for all women – those who stay at home to raise their kids, run their own business, in or out of the home, work 9-5, share and spread their light through volunteer work or are in the process of discovering what their wanting to do in life.

When you live a life that you love, your light and energy radiate out from you and uplift and energize everyone in your world, which how you, as one individual, has the power to positively change the world!

So you tell me, do you think a life coach is worth it?

30-Day Writing for Self-Care Summer Challenge

I love to write. It’s my favorite form of self-care.

And yet, so often my journals, notebooks, pens and pencils sit untouched.

Why?

Why do I resist what I know is so good for me?

Do you do the same?

This summer I’ve decided to give myself a challenge. Write every day, for 30 days in a row.

But who wants to take on a challenge alone? Not me.

So, I decided to invite a few friends.

They LOVED the idea and asked if they could invite a few of their friends.

I started to feel super excited that I wouldn’t be writing alone!

Then I took a walk. (That’s where most of my inspired ideas arrive!)

Why not make this an offering for lots of other people to join? I thought to myself.

And thus was born… The 30 Day Writing for Self-Care Summer Challenge!

Will you join me?

HERE’S HOW IT WORKS:

First of all, this is totally FREE. No catches. No offers. Just me looking to get writing and hoping others will feel inspired to join!

Every day, for 30 days, I’ll send you a self-care writing prompt. You’ll receive the prompt as an email, but the prompts will also be shared in our private Facebook group (totally optional to join).

The prompts are intentionally designed to excavate the thoughts, feelings, dreams and desires that often get pushed deep down inside where they gather dust in the dark.

Let’s bring them to light and make some magic!

How Do I Sign Up?

Simply click the link below and you’ll receive all the details in your inbox!

30-Day Writing for Self-Care Summer Challenge

Stop Negative Self-Talk

Do you want to know how to stop negative self-talk?

The key is Awareness!

And here is my story to prove it!

I Hear Voices

photo thanks to anna shvets

Do you ever hear voices talking to you?

I do.

And when they talk to me, I listen up.

Because most often, they have an important message to deliver.

It was many years ago now, I was on the tennis court, when I heard a voice so clearly I stopped in my tracks.

It was my usual Friday tennis aerobics class, and I was taking turns hitting with all the other women in the class.

As the other women hit their shots, I’d offer up compliments and words of encouragement.

Amazing forehand, I’d say.

Gorgeous overhead.

You move so beautifully!

When the ball came to me, I’d focus, swing and hit…

and most of the time I’d mutter words like…

Come on.

That’s terrible.

Ugh. What’s wrong with you?

Until the day I heard a voice.

A small, little-girl voice from deep down inside me.

“Why are you so nice to everyone else, and so mean to me?” she asked.

And like I already said, I stopped in my tracks.

Time to stop the negative self-talk

an old fashioned tennis raquet

I had no idea I was speaking that way to myself!

No idea until that moment all those years ago when that little girl inside me finally spoke up.

And once I became aware of this negative self-talk habit, there was no becoming unaware.

I’d catch myself saying things, in my head or under my breath, like, Ugh, I’m so stupid. Then I’d pause, remember that moment on the tennis court, cancel those words and start anew.

The simple key was Awareness.

You’ll get it. No worries. You got this. I’d say to myself instead.

As I integrated this new habit of positive self-speak, I learned the incredible importance of talking to myself with words of love and kindness.

And soon came to see that speaking to myself in a loving and kind way is truly the greatest form of self-care I can offer myself!

Now it’s your turn.

Do you speak to yourself in ways you never would to a good friend or a young child?

No judgement. Just notice. Bring in Awareness.

Then decide if this is an area in your life where you’d like to make a change.

I’d love to hear!



I have a couple Transformational Life Coaching spots opening up very soon!

If you’re seriously ready to live your best and most magical life, discover your “what’s next” and lead a life that is easy, meaningful and joyous, please schedule your complimentary Discovery Session today.

There is no obligation beyond the session, just an opportunity for us to connect and create the vision of your dream life and uncover the blocks and limiting beliefs that are keeping your dream life from becoming a reality.

If you need a little more convincing, in this recent article on ThriveGlobal.com I answer the question Is a Life Coach Worth it?


Finally, if you’re looking for more Daily Magical Moments of Inspiration to sprinkle into your days, be sure follow me on Instagram and Facebook on my Author/Coaching/Speaker Page!  

How I Named My Business The Usual Magic

Are you wondering how to name your business?

Of course you want your business name to reflect your mission and who you are as a woman and person, right?

But sometimes we’re trying so hard to come up with the “perfect” name, we don’t see the name right in front of us!

Maybe your business name is hiding somewhere in the creation story of your business, just as mine was!


A coaching client recently asked me how I’d come up with the name The Usual Magic for my Transformational Life and Book-Writing Coaching.

“Actually, I didn’t,” I told her. “A friend came up with it when I told her the book agent story.”

She raised her eyebrows and looked curious.

“It’s a long one,” I said, chuckling at the memory and how far I’d come. “Definitely for another day.”

We both laughed, but I knew she wanted to hear it, so I dug through my old articles and found the story to send to her.

Then I thought it would be fun to share with you, too!

So here you go…

The Story of How I Named My Business

I was heading to New York City to meet my literary agent.

The literary agent for my book Preemie.

The literary agent I had hoped for from the get-go.

The literary agent in the #1 spot on the list of sixty I’d queried.

The literary agent I’d pursued for over a year.

I spent days picking out just the right outfit.

A sleeveless short navy dress with a long matching jacket.

“Cityish, right?” I’d asked hubby.

“Just be yourself,” he’d replied.

Big help.

“Shoes or boots?” I’d asked my sister-in-law once I’d made it to Connecticut.

“Definitely the shoes. They’re fabulous.”

“Do I look ready for New York City?”

My brother chimed in. “Kase, don’t say New York City. Just say ‘New York’ or ‘The City.’”

“Right,” I said.

His advice while dropping me off at the train station the next morning was, “Just be yourself.”

“John,” I gave him a knowing look. “Be myself?” Here I collapsed my knees in a buckling motion while simultaneously throwing my arms in the air and accidentally hitting myself in the head with my bag.

“Right,” he said, looking around the station, taking a step away from me. “Just be you, toned down and contained a bit.”

When he asked if I was sure I knew where I was going, I pulled the notepaper from my bag, flapping it in front of his face.

Just Being Myself

An hour later I was in “The City,” standing in Grand Central with two hours to make it to the Upper West Side.

Bathroom. Hair still straight. Check.

Outfit smooth and stylish. Check.

Hungry. Check.

Smoothie stand. Check.

Ginger-Mango. Check.

Notes from brother. Check.

Up the steps. Check.

Vanderbilt Ave. Check.

Cab to Central Park West. Hmmm.

No cab.

Phone out. Call brother.

“Where’s the cab stand?”

“What cab stand?”

“Outside Grand Central.”

“Kasey, there’s no stand. Just step in the road and put your hand in the air.”

Oh.

“A cab stopped!” I yelled into the phone.

“Good. Get in it!” my brother yelled back.

“Right.”

I opened the cab door. My first thought was, “Wow, this cab is immaculate.”

I stepped forward, trying to get my bag into the back seat first. I was fumbling to hold onto my phone. Then I watched as the lid of my smoothie caught on the lip of the cab door.

It was an explosion.

A Ginger-Mango Smoothie Explosion.

It took me a moment to realize what had happened. Smoothie dripped from my eyelashes. It fell from my hair. I could feel it traveling inside my left ear. When it hit the ground it splashed up between my legs. The front of my dress and jacket were covered. COVERED.

Nightmare, right?

The back seat of the cab was sloshing with smoothie and suddenly the street was full of honking cabs, waiting for us to move.

I stood frozen, clutching the roof of the cab.

“Um, do you have any napkins?” I asked the cabbie. He threw a bunch my way.

I wanted to close the cab door and tell him to have a nice day.

But I got in.

The smoothie moved like a giant yellow blob as I pushed it across the back seat.

“Um, do you have any more napkins,” I asked.

More napkins came my way. I tried to wipe the front of my dress and ended up with white napkin lint on top of the baby-puke colored stains.

“I don’t know if I should laugh or cry,” I said to the cabbie.

Another wad of napkins fell in my lap.

And then I laughed.

I laughed and laughed and laughed all the way to the Upper West Side.

After giving the cab driver an enormous tip and more apologies, I called my brother from a park bench.

“Kasey Mathews you did not. Please tell me you did not do that.”

“I did.”

“Ok, don’t panic,” he instructed. “There are dress shops all up and down Columbus.”

And he was right, there were. Only each dress shop was teeny-tiny, filled with a select few teeny-tiny dresses that cost like 500 dollars!

My “city” outfit and jacket had come straight off the clearance rack at TJMaxx.

I was running out of time and not sure what to do. Wear what I had on? It’d make a great story, but seriously, it wasn’t an option.

Then I saw it.

I’d come upon Shopping Nirvana.

A three-story discount designer store.

It was like TJMaxx on steroids.

“Oh my goodness,” my friend asked, her eyes wide open. “What happened then?”

“Oh, you know,” I said, waving my hand in air. “I ran into a store. Found a gorgeous dress that was a perfect match to my shoes and fit like a glove. And it was fifty bucks. You know, it was just the usual magic,” I said waving my hand in the air.

And that, my friend, is where the name was born.

It was just The Usual Magic.


a jar opening representing the birth of a business

photo thanks to yeshi kangrang

When I first set out to find a name for my writing, coaching and speaking practice, I had a long list of all these clever names I’d come up with.

But nothing felt quite right.

As women entrepreneurs we pour our hearts and souls into our businesses and are so closely connected to them, sometimes it’s hard to see clearly.

Your business is like your baby. And like a baby, you love and adore her (and she can drive you crazy sometimes, too!).

What I discovered is that sometimes the name of your business is hidden in the story of your baby’s (business) creation!

Ready to Discover Your Business Name?

Think back.

When did you first decide to launch your business?

Where did the idea come from?

Grab some pens and paper and tell your story.

Bring it to life on the page!

Or have tea with a friend or colleague and take a trip down memory lane!

Chances are, your “baby’s” name is hiding somewhere in your story!

Keep me posted!


Want some help?

Business coaching is a big component of my Transformational Life Coaching Practice.

I help women all over the world bring their businesses to life in a way that’s playful, inspiring, intuitive and organic!

Let’s talk!

Book a Complimentary Discovery Session today to learn more!

Best Father’s Day Gift Idea

This year I wanted to do something really special for my dad on Father’s Day! I was looking for the best Father’s Day gift idea I could find.

Are you looking, too?

So rather than send my Dad another tie with Yellow Labs on it or a set of golf balls…

I decided to try something different this year.

I wrote him a story!

And not just any story.

A story of a special memory of the two of us.

It’s the Best Father’s Day Gift Idea!

Rather than buying him something,

write down a special memory and share it with him!

I found it to truly be the best Father’s Day gift idea!

And my mom reported that he cried when he read it,

so you know that’s a great gift, right!

A Tribute to My Dad

My dad’s birthday is on the 4th of July. For years we woke to the mixture of him blasting John Phillip Sousa’s Stars and Stripes Forever and shouts of “Turn that music down, Jerry.”

We spent all his birthdays at my aunt, uncle and grandparent’s summer cottages in Henderson Harbor, NY. The only time during the 4th of July that I wasn’t either in the water or making tents out of towels on the lawn, was when everyone gathered around Nam and Gramp’s black and white, rabbit-eared TV to watch Wimbledon.

I remember one year, leaning back against Dad’s legs watching Chrissy Evert battle Martina Navratilova. Chrissy had just hit a beautiful winner down the line. “Dad,” I said, “I bet she could beat you.” Everyone had laughed. Confused and embarrassed, I pulled my knees into my chest, until Dad patted me on the back as if to say, it’s ok.

Then I knew my silly mistake. Of course she couldn’t beat my dad. Nobody could beat my dad.

For years I’d sat on the grass outside the courts, watching him play. His opponents would always tease, “Oh no, he’s brought his good luck charm,” and I’d wait for them to finish so I could get on the court with Dad.

Eventually I’d stand on the opposite side of the court, trying to return his serve, not mishit the ball as he charged the net, and win that promised hot fudge sundae if I ever beat him.

We’ve been playing for years and I’ve yet to win that sundae.

The summer I turned 16 was the first I spent away from Dad on his birthday. Instead, I spent the day at The Wimbledon All England Lawn Tennis and Croquet Club.

Wimbledon!

I’d traveled to England on a High School summer exchange program and a group of us spent the night sleeping on the pavement outside the stadium in hopes of securing tickets. When the gates opened on the morning of July 4th, we were tenth in line and ended up with front row seats on Center Court.

I tried to mentally record every detail to later share with my dad. The reel still plays in my head of the traditional bowl of strawberries and cream, the delicately manicured pea green grass of the courts, our Chrissy playing just yards away from me, the misbehaving fans screaming from the standing-room-only section, Jimmy Connor’s bow to Princess Diana that made her blush so deeply, and how she was so pretty in a soft, fuchsia dress that several times I ended up watching her instead of the tennis match.

So there I was. Across the ocean from both a dad and a country celebrating birthdays.

A 16-year-old girl experiencing her first true taste of independence…

all the while wishing her Dad was by her side to share it.

You’re turn!

Close your eyes and allow a special memory of you dad to show up!

Now grab a pen and paper or your computer and get writing!

I bet you’ll find it’s the best Father’s Day Gift idea ever!!!

No matter what you decide to give this year…

remember the best Father’s Day gift ideas come from the heart!

If you feel inspired to share your gift idea of the memory of you Dad, please share!!!

Either here in the comment section below or over on my Facebook Page!


the best father's day gift ideas come from the heart

photo thanks to steve dimatteo


Are you a writer looking for more inspiring writing ideas?

Then be sure to check out my Book-Writing Coaching Practice!

Do You Need Permission?

Permission to Take Care of Yourself?

Why do you need permission from someone else to take care of YOU?

I’m hearing from many of you that June is feeling busy and there’s not much time to care for self.

I remember those days when my kids were little.

I was often running on fumes in order to keep up with their seemingly unending energy and needs.

There were days when I was so exhausted my eyes wouldn’t focus properly.

Yet even on the rare occasion when the kids were quiet and resting, I wouldn’t dare take a break.

Why?

It wasn’t because I had too much to do – I always had too much to do.

Instead, I believe that denial was driven by the fear that someone might judge me for not being as productive as possible.

Honestly, I don’t know who that someone was.

Certainly not hubby.

He always reminded me, “The laundry will be there tomorrow. Take time for you.”

Still I’d imagine some fictional, well-put-together neighbor popping in, just the moment I chose to lie down.

I’d picture her shocked face and see the air bubble above her head thinking “Does she just lie around all day?”

No way was she going to catch me.

So I’d keep on moving.

Forcing myself to “suck it up” and slog through my to-do list. All the while becoming more exhausted and drained.

On the rare occasion I’d contemplate the idea of rest, the words that ran through my head were, How dare I?

a woman wrapped in a blanket giving herself permission to care for herself

photo thanks Taisiia Stupak

Boy have I come along way!!!

Today, I hardly even recognize that woman.

Because at some point along my journey, I came to know and understand that in treating myself with kindness, in acknowledging that the only one judging me was ME, I learned the incredible value and benefit of self-care.

And as a result, I became a more present, loving and patient Mom.

So these days, when I’m running on fumes and not showing up as my best self, I ask myself a very different question…

How dare I not?

I don’t need permission from anyone.

And neither do you!

I give MYSELF permission.

Happily.

And so should you!

Rest, walk, watch your favorite movie at noon on a Tuesday!

In other words, do whatever feeds your soul and allows you to show up in the fullness of you.

Go ahead! Give yourself permission!

And if you want to take it a step further, write yourself a permission slip!

It doesn’t have to be anything fancy!

A post-it note, a slip of paper, or if you have my book A Mom’s Guide to Creating a Magical Life turn to page 22 where your permission slip is waiting for you!

a picture of a permission slip

Go ahead!

Give Yourself Permission!

P.S. I’d love to hear what you’ve written on your permission slip! Shoot me an email at kasey@kaseymathews.com to share or visit my Facebook Page and leave a comment over there! and let me know! If you’re feeling it also share a photo of your permission slip!!! I can’t wait!!! XOXOXO

 

Why is Change so Hard?

A common question I’m asked in my work as a Transformational Life Coach is Why is Change so Hard?

I often hear phrases like, I try so hard to make positive changes, but they never seem to stick?

Does that sound familiar to you?

a car driving down a road representing the idea that change in hard

photo thanks liam pozz

Understanding Why Change is Hard?

Let’s see if a recent conversation with a Coaching Client offers some insight into where you may be getting tripped up.

The conversation went something like this…

I asked her what were the changes she was working on making in her life.

And she replied:

I’m trying to exercise more.

I’m trying to set better boundaries with my employees and family.

I’m trying to focus more on self-care…

Before she could go any farther down the path of listing all the changes she was trying to accomplish, I invited her to take a moment to reflect upon the energy of the word “trying.”

Be Mindful of the Language You Use

I asked her to restate the three statements she’d just made, yet the second time, removing the word “trying.”

She paused a moment, tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and looked down at her notebook.

Then she lifted her head and spoke the three sentences again:

I am exercising more.

I am setting better boundaries with my employees and family.

I am more focused on self-care.

She smiled and sat up taller in her chair.

“I get it,” she said.

Do you get it?

Language is powerful and the energy we put out in the world with the words we speak is powerful, too.

You already know I’m a little nuts about the word FINE!

Well, Trying is another word that causes me to cringe.

It’s such a wishy-washy word. A half-in/half-out word. A someday word, rather than a right-now word.

Are you still wondering why change is hard?

Then here’s my invitation to you…

Notice, what are you “trying” to change in your life and is your language aligned in support?

I am trying to be more patient with my kids vs

I am more patient with my kids.

I am trying to lose weight vs

I am losing weight.

I am trying to take time each day just for me vs

I am taking time each day just for me.

See the difference?

One simple word changes the intention from wishy-washy to clear and certain.

Your turn!

Get clear on your desires.

Then play with them and notice how a simple shift in awareness and language has the potential for profound change!

Be certain. Get clear. And reach out if you need extra support!

If you’re trying to make positive changes in your life, only to find they never materialize, this is a wonderful opportunity to stop wondering why change is so hard, bring in awareness and make positive changes that last a lifetime!

And if you need extra support or further direction, I invite you to set up a complimentary Discovery Session today.

 

Why is Play Important?

Have you ever wondered why play is important?

And not just for kids, but adults, too?

When’s the last time you took time out of your day just to PLAY?

Play?

That’s what I thought! 

As hard-working, ever-so-productive, responsible adults, most of us have slipped into the default mindset that play is for kids.

Many adults I know believe, ”the harder I work, the more successful I’ll be.”

Are you one of them?

Are you willing to test that assumption? 

Take a little challenge?

Okay, great! (If you said no, I’m simply choosing to ignore you!)

I’ve created a go-to list. 

  • Download it. 
  • Print it out. 
  • Circle the ones that resonate and light you up. 
  • Add your ideas to the list. 
  • Make copies.
  • And then at least once a day… GO PLAY!

Then tell all the other overworked, overwhelmed, and over-stressed adults in your life that need a reminder to play to grab a copy for themselves!

You may be most delighted to discover that when the creative, child-like part of you is being welcomed and celebrated, your levels of productivity and what you’re able to accomplish  are greater than you ever imagined! 

Everyone has different forms of play and what feels fun and relaxing to them.

Give yourself permission to find out! 

Play is not just for children and the benefits for adults are numerous and real.

Reduced stress, increased creativity, sharper thinking, more energy, greater happiness, increased patience…

So what are you waiting for?

For many of us, we’ve simply forgotten how to let loose, have fun, and allow ourselves to play?

No problem.

Do You Need Some Help?

Everyone has different forms of play and what feels fun and relaxing to them.

So there is no right or wrong way to play!

It’s just great that you understand why play is important and make time to do so!

So be sure to pick up my FREE 52 Ways to Take a Break Guide!

It offers a whole list of things you can do when you’re ready to PLAY!

blowing bubbles is a way to play and have fun

photo credit thanks to feliphe schiarolli

Hang the list up where you’ll see it throughout your day and remember to make the time to play!

Start with small chunks of time at first and ease into it.

And then just notice.

Are you feeling less stressed?

More creative?

Happier and more patient with your loved ones?

More energetic?

I can’t wait to hear!

Have fun and please report back!

The more people we get playing in this world, the happier we all will be!


at a speaking event with my daughter signing books

I’ve recently spent some time playing on my Speaking Page.

I updated it into a format that feels much more fun and inviting, and put everything all on one page.

In fact, when I shared it with hubby, he said, “Wow, you’ve been on all those shows?”

Exactly the response I was hoping for!

What do you think?

I can’t wait to hear!

New Speaking Page 

How to Be More Present

As a Transformational Life Coach, many of my coaching clients are seeking ways to discover how they can be more present in their lives.

But my work doesn’t necessarily stop with my life coaching clients!

Case in point, the moment that happened recently with my sweet husband…

Presents versus Presence aka How to Be More Present

It was Mother’s Day morning.

Hubby and I were sitting side by side on the sunporch sofa, coffees in hand.

He turned toward me and said, “Is there anything you’d like for Mother’s Day?

He and our daughter had already brought a hanging basket of pink petunias home from the garden center the day before.

I leaned my head back against the couch cushion and assured him I didn’t want anything else.

But he persisted.

“I could weed the garden with you?” he suggested.

“Nah,” I said.

However he threw out a few other ideas, but then I had one of my own.

“I don’t want any things,” I told him. “No presents.”

“But the one thing I really do want is Your presence. You, just being present with me.”

I tried not to chuckle as he ran his hand through his hair and blew out a long, slow breath.

I realized this was my opportunity to teach him how to be more present!

“Didn’t you want me to trim the apple trees?” he asked. “Clean out your car?”

“You,” I said. “Being with me. Not doing  for me. Just being with me.”

Next he started strumming his fingers on the arm of the sofa.

He smiled and looked back at me with wide, pleading eyes.

Because my husband is a DOER.

Over this past year throughout isolation, he’s worked his day job and…

built a series of mountain bike trails 

ridden those trails every single morning for over 170 days in a row

taken down a tree and is currently working on the stump

seeded the lawn with clover in areas where grass refused to grow

built me garden beds with an irrigation system

pulled car parts out of his old 1970s convertible

cleaned and reorganized the garage

built a bike shop in the old shed

attached a hose to the leak in the furnace and ran it into the basement sump pump so there was no longer water leaking on the floor

turned my mountain bike into an E-bike (my new favorite!!! We have a lot of hills around here!!!)

And I could go on and on, but you get the picture!

So on Mother’s Day, he wanted to know what he could DO for me.

But he’d already done plenty.

I was asking him to stop and BE with me.

Pedaling, tinkering, building, raking, moving, doing…put it all aside for a day.

Now we’re getting somewhere!

“Well, what does that look like?” hubby asked. “How do you do nothing?”

So I went on to explain that I wasn’t suggesting we do nothing. That not doing, doesn’t mean doing nothing. In fact, it means quite the opposite.

It’s the act of doing something that from the outside looks like nothing, but actually feels like something, especially to me!

So he reluctantly agreed, even though I could tell, my ever-moving, busy husband, wasn’t quite sure what he was agreeing to.

But together we moved through our day, with a deliberate sense of presence.

We just hung out on the couch for quite a while and eventually made omelettes for breakfast. We took Georgie for a long slow walk. Sat on the rockers on the front porch. Spent time with both kids, one here at home, the other over the phone, and later, took a nap on the back patio.

By day’s end we were relaxed, at ease and looking forward to the coming week.

Hubby had asked what sort of present I was wishing for this year. And it turns out, presence, his being present to me was the best present I could have received.

Although I suspect come Father’s Day this year, they’ll be a lot of Doing in my future!


 

two rocking chairs where my husband and I sit as we learn how to be more present

photo thanks to kaleigh sawers

And you? What sort of present is most meaningful to you?

Are you are more of a Be-er or Do-er, or somewhere in between?

Can’t wait to hear!

Sending you love and blessings,

Kasey

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