Recently I posted that I was a Mentor now, or a Life Directional Coaching…sounds like of mystical, very esoteric even!  I have gotten a LOT of emails about this from friends, family, and clients who thought I had perhaps jumped off the deep end.  Some thought the name was great!  Others called me a sissy boy (Yes I’m looking at you James!)  So I thought I would come clean on where the term came from…Ancient Greece!  Oh wait, that’s mentor not Life Directional Coaching.

In truth it came up in a conversation I was having with a new friend of mine, Tom Zeeb of Profitable Partnerships, when I was trying to describe to him what it is that I do.  You see for the last few years I have been a Business Management Consultant and most recently I have spread out into being a real estate investor and mentor to young (not in age) Entrepreneurs.  In my conversation the term “Life Direction” came up.  It really does embody what I do, after all.

As any of my readers know, or perhaps don’t realize, I believe that living in balance is the path to not only healthy living, opportunity, but more importantly freedom and true happiness.  Each of the three top level areas of living in balance (Health, Wealth, and Fun) are individual facets of our life.  We have our personal life, our business life, our financial life, our social life, our private life, and the list goes on and on.  All of these facets make up the complexity that we call SELF.

So recently, I decided to brand myself as a Life Directional Coach.  I help to coach those (primarily Entrepreneurs) through the hardships of LIFE.  All the facets of LIFE that affect their business and balance…but primarily business.   I have to be honest here, I am a very private person and I was not really all that sure of whether or not I wanted to “out” myself as a coach/mentor/etc fully, yet I knew it was my path…it is after all a HUGE responsibility helping a young (again not age!) Entrepreneur move forward through the trials of that life and learning how to Live IN Balance.  Yet it is extremely exciting and fulfilling!

So here is my question to all of you, my readers, what do you think of the term Life Directional Coach?  Is there a better name out there?  Is it an AWESOME title/description of what I do?  Or is it lame?

James…you are not allowed to comment, nor are you allowed to rally your supporters!

Let me know what you think!  Leave a comment below and let me know your thoughts!

I realize it has been a bit longer since I wrote about my ME Day and this post today.  While I plan on writing here at least once a week at minimum, I got distracted over the last ten days with the Holidays and then illness.  K and I spent a lovely white Christmas with K’s family in Detroit, MI.  It was a festive couple of days, and for me nothing is more pleasing than to see the happiness the holidays bring.

Unfortunately, as I stated above, I was afflicted with a minor stomach flu when we returned home.  It’s this illness that I wanted to talk about today.  You see, I used to be very sickly when my life was out of balance.  I still went to work, don’t get me wrong (I made them all suffer as much, perhaps more, than I was suffering).  It was my standing policy that unless you were on your death bed, you should be at work…you know spreading the misery, infecting you co-workers, and then complaining about their weak wills when they called in sick the next day.  Very positive times indeed!

These days I don’t really get sick.  I may catch a cold, or have my sinuses rise up on me from time to time, but I do not really get ill.  This is primarily attributed to my living in balance.  Healthy living, healthy mind, and healthy spirit are often the best preventatives in my opinion.  So this week while I was ill, it was a harsh blow.  I used to love the times when Read the rest of this entry

Birthday’s are a strange time of year for some folks.  For some people it is a time of joy, especially amongst the younger crowd.  As we get older, birthdays become a time of stress for many people because, I suppose, it’s a time that reminds them that they are getting old.  For me it’s a different story.  You see for me it has always been a great time of year, filled with love, presents, and family.  That could have to do with the fact that Christmas is the week after my birthday, but who am I to judge.

For the last few years, my birthday has taken on a different role in my life.  While it is still all about me, it is less about the people in my life celebrating my birthday and more about me celebrating another year of being me.  You see, there isn’t anyone else out there like me, just like there isn’t another version of you other there.  I, like you, am unique.  I have chosen my birthday to reflect back on the year that was.  I take that time to celebrate my victories, learn from my mistakes, and look forward to the year that will be.  I call this a ME day.

As the name implies, a ME day is all about ME.  Not you, not my clients, not my family (although they still play a big part of it), and not my business.  It is a day that I Read the rest of this entry

Last Thursday I wrote about the changing experience that my beautiful wife K is going through transitioning from her life as a cube farm employee to a full time rehab entrepreneur (and not the rehab as in homes, but in body).  Before I talk about my central thought, I just want to offer my condolences to anyone who is works in a cube farm, especially if that cube farm is a government facility.  Friday was the first time that I got to see first hand K’s old work location (it is btw an award winning architecturally awesome looking building).  No matter how impressive and how “green” this building is, the inside was devoid of life.  Concrete walls, pillars, and drab grey cubes were overwhelmingly depressing.  No, not depressing, soul-sucking.

I used to joke that working in my cube at Games Workshop felt like prison (I even had a friend send me a set of real prison clothes for Xmas one year), but Games Workshop has/had nothing on STC and this NOAA building.  You see, above the cube farm on the “ground level” was a nice walk way, just like in a Prison.  Matter of fact they could have potentially filmed Prison Break in the NOAA building and no-one would be the wiser.

So beyond the environment itself, the building has a major lack of…noise.  I don’t know if it was the acoustics of the building or the sheer lack of humanity but you couldn’t hear anyone chatting, typing, or even snoring.  There were huge signs everywhere stating “SILENCE!”  or “SILENCE!” or “SILENCE” or my favorite, “SILENCE!”.  Don’t they know that as humans, we need to interact with one another?  That we are social animals who not only thrive with human interaction but also are more productive?  Then I remembered something, I was in a government facility.  The government doesn’t care Read the rest of this entry