Olivia Mackinder Life Coach
 
In a much-loved farm house, surrounded by cornfields, you'll find the Ewefields Retreat. It's a place for seeing things more clearly, a beautiful, light-full space. Swallows were scoring perfect parabolas through the air as I let myself inside.

There were six of us. Two coaches and three others like me - waiting to see what would happen.

We sat on the carpet, in a circle, in a mainly empty room designed to let the people be the focus not the furniture, and for much of the first day, we talked. We talked about where we were in life personally and professionally and what we needed and wanted. With all the doing that happens, it was a time for being and taking stock.  

I'm aware that I do a lot of rushing around and, occasionally, a casualty of this is the ability or perhaps even the willingness to think about why I'm doing what I do, what I want to get out of it and even whether I actually know. 

Sometimes we find ourselves on a trajectory, propelled into doing (at speed). It may be a trajectory initially determined by us, but often it's by circumstances or other people - and sometimes it's taking us in the wrong direction. 

The trouble is, by then we're already moving at such a pace that unless we jam the brakes on, we'll carry on until we hit the destination we didn't want. Or like a doomed rocked hurtling through space, warning lights start flashing and the body starts malfunctioning. Sometimes. 

Among these women, talking was uninhibited and honest. We had the chance to be heard and to listen. Mutual respect and consideration gave room for emotion to emerge and then cradled it gently. 

It was a contemplative space in which we shared humour and experiences and found connections through sympathy and empathy. It was a place to put the brakes on.

The second day was more about setting new trajectories, gaining a clearer idea on what we wanted and needed and looking more closely at how we could achieve some of our most important goals, dreams and desires. 

Of course you can do this kind of thing on your own - you don't need to go away on a retreat - but, for me, the guidance of two experienced coaches and a supportive, all-female group made the mental and emotional self-exploration more profound and the process of gaining focus far easier.

In my (albeit limited) experience, men seem more likely to do this kind of processing on their own - and appear much less frequently than women on retreats like this one. They may have one best mate who they talk to in depth, or a partner, but the default seems to be to go it alone - and there is a miraculous process I've observed where they will take themselves off for a pre-defined period of time and come back with THE ANSWER. I am in awe of this. 

Many of the women I know (myself included) choose to look for answers through a more collaborative process, building the networks that provide the support and feedback they need to make their own minds up. 

There is no right or wrong way to go about the process of answering questions - but I think the secret is to be open to anything and leave no stone unturned. 

I have noticed that unexpectedly amazing revelations can come from the most unusual and unlikely of people and places - and whatever leads you to them is doing it for a reason. Trust it. And yourself. We know everything we need to know about ourselves to be happy. It's just a case of stopping and listening.
 
 
About a month ago, a man I'd never met walked into my flat and we had a conversation. We talked about deeply personal things then, two hours later, he gave me a hug and left.

He wasn't a therapist, coach or counsellor and I'm not in the habit of inviting strange men into my home for an exchange of verbal intimacies. He was an exception to my rule because he was there for a very good reason.

Yesterday, I listened to the recording of our conversation. I listened to myself talking about those deeply personal things. I listened. And in doing so, I gave myself a voice I'd never had before.

Karl James runs The Dialogue Project. He records people talking about difficult subjects to show that it's possible to discuss them; it's possible to be honest. He's using dialogue, in his own words, to 'create better understanding and positive change in a challenging world'. That was why he came to my flat - and a good enough reason to let him in.

As a life coach, I do a lot of listening - the kind that has to be free of judgement, criticism or the need to come up with a bigger and better story than the one I'm listening to.

It's a powerful thing being heard.

And Karl did for me what I aim to do for others. He created a safe space to explore a subject that mattered. By the end of it, I felt more like me. I felt... integrated. Listening to the recording now, I can hear it.

And the version of me - that strange voice captured on tape like a message from the other side - has plenty to say to the me who's sitting here right now.

Of course there are many different aspects to the person I am, each having something useful to say about what will make me happy. There's the little girl who swings her legs and giggles - she tells me not to take life too seriously - and there's the twinkling, strong, independent old woman of my future who reminds me who I could become. But for now, I choose to listen to the Olivia of last month. The one who surprised me. Because she deserves to be heard.

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