I couldn’t help her, and it’s the worst morning of my life. I’m 22, at
my mum’s house under the ruse of having breakfast together. The doorbell rings…
Mum opens her door and is horrified to see powerful-looking men in white coats. I’ve betrayed her. I called them because she’s clinically deranged. She gives me a look that will forever break my heart.
My mum enjoyed great success as a model for the likes of Chanel
and Lancome. I was 12 when her work dried up and she began an acute decline into madness. Nonsensical deranged letters to friends and teachers. Paranoia.
She won’t accept help. Her condition deteriorates.
No one around me helps. Everyone gives the same sympathetic yet resigned expression. After years, I can’t take it anymore, and
I beg a renowned psychiatrist to weigh in. He spends 120 seconds with mum before he declares, “Your mother is gravely ill.” (Tell me something I don’t know.)
I’m a helpless young adult not knowing what to do, clutching at straws. But then…
She’s spotted walking in the middle of the highway, traffic swerving around her.
Then she sprinkles prescription pills where kids play (and she loved kids).
So I do the inconceivable thing…I call to have my mum sectioned (committed to a psych ward). I was 22.
Events of this ilk have consequences.
I developed a plethora of problems: drinking hard, piling on weight, flying off the handle with rage, burying the pain.
I’m lost.
Then in 1999, I stumble upon a website describing the profession
of Coaching…
One line lit me up like a Christmas tree: “The answer is always in
the individual.”
It’s a light-bulb moment. I’d inherently always moved the needle
for others because it was my nature to take a genuine interest in them. My experience had shown me that people knew the answers to their own shit, even when they didn’t know they knew.
I dive into a year-long Coaching accreditation and become a father.
My greatest fear is projecting my unresolved issues onto my child.
I shed 74 pounds.
I quit drinking.
Yet still, limiting beliefs haunt me…
Who’d want to be Coached by you? Why put your young family at financial risk? Why am I not content with my six-figure salary, two holidays, lovely house, and Merc on the driveway?
This mental loop cripples me for four years, destroying any
courage I had to break free of the corporate chains.
But then, my boss invites me to deliver a leadership development program. I seize the opportunity and discover my true craft…and
in the process, my true self.
I am the Coach.
2006, I break the corporate shackles and head blindly into the entrepreneurial venture of a Coaching business.
18 months clueless. All cash burned. 106,000 quid gone. ($145,000)
And then, providence moves. Two connections bring two corporate Coaching contracts worth $450,000/year.
But I’m exhausted.
I’m trading time for money. I’m away from family most of the week. And when home, I’m not present.
It hits me, I own a job, not a business.
And then…
The 2009 recession hits, and I get two phone calls in six weeks, “You’re done.”
Two young kids, two mortgages, and not enough money to pay a huge tax bill I should have foreseen. And because I’m “the success Coach,” my downfall is doubly embarrassing.
A few weeks later, my marriage crumbles…I was no longer the man she married. It’s a soul-destroying act of love to walk away.
In the depths of this darkness, I’m quick to blame
everyone…but myself. But after a seven-day pity party, the unforgiving mirror draws a revelation:
I’m the problem.
That was the moment I woke up to practice what I preach.
Today, I no longer drink, and I live a healthy fit life, but I’m also fucked
up like most people, so I continue to face my demons and do the inner work. That’s what makes me world-class at my job. (Disturbingly, many Coaches get certified with a $50 two-hour seminar in a downtown hotel).
My mum passed away in 2001. I was in my 30’s when it dawned on me that her suffering, and my experience of it, sowed the seeds of my work in the world
Coaching matters. Yes, it is a murky industry filled with broke, unhealthy gurus telling people what to think, instead of how. But when done right, it’s unparalleled in its power to wake you up to the realization that the answer is always in the individual.
So I work to fill the world with elite-level, transformative Coaches.
And by god, does our species need it.
I’m a globally acclaimed Coach, tutor, trainer and mentor to the Elite Influencers of the Coaching profession, and the founder and creator of the Conscious Coaching Academy™ – an industry-leading, award-winning, boutique training provider offering the world’s only Elite Influencer Coaching Accreditation™.
To date I’ve personally trained over 40,000 Coaches in more than 170 countries to the highest standards in the profession.
My team and I not only provide the highest possible calibre of training in Coaching ability to our Elite Influencers, we equip them with the know-how, methods and strategies to build highly profitable, fulfilling and rewarding careers with healthy six and 7-figure, leveraged businesses.
The outcome? A career of far more reach, influence, impact and income.
I share none of this to brag in anyway.
Not exactly a bed of roses, huh?
I know the pain of every aspiring and struggling Coach out there, because I’ve lived it.
I’ve also lived the turnaround.
Because I’ve also been the Coach who picked himself up, went and found highly successful 7-figure entrepreneur who could teach him how to run and grow a real business – and sold the roof over his head to raise the money to pay the eye-watering fee he commanded.
As a consequence, I became the Coach who took his business from
zero to a million in less than two years.
And I’m the sought-after Coach hired by some of the biggest names in the personal growth/self-improvement in the industry – including
the late Bob Proctor and John C. Maxwell.
And it all started many years ago when I came face to face with acute mental derangement… find out more by clicking the button below.
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