• Monday, March 09th, 2009
photo credit: topher76
When I was taking my coach training from CTI we learned some cool ways to deal with the crazy voices in our heads that sabotage our efforts to be who we really are and get what we really want. We were encouraged to name these saboteur voices, describe them and even to draw them. The idea was to create awareness about these voices that were running in our minds and messing with our lives so that we could then consciously choose different, more supportive voices to listen to.
One of my voices I call “Buster Max”. He’s a drill sergeant with a barrel-chest, big muscular arms and thighs, a deep voice, and a brush haircut; he wears army fatigues and his job is to keep me in line. He does this by marching me around until I’m too tired to think, too drained to protest, and too weak to care. “Get your nose to that grindstone!” he shouts, “or nothing is going to get done. Who do you think is going to deal with this if you don’t! What do you need sleep for anyway, you wimp!”
I used to get caught up in the momentum of it, moving from one task to another, eagerly crossing things off my list, ignoring my body, marching with Buster Max along side me with his whistle, marching, marching, marching to some victory or another trophy. And not whistling a happy tune.
After a while I’d notice that my energy was flagging and even as I wondered why I was doing things that were not enjoyable, I’d hear Buster Max’s voice in my ear, “Don’t think, girl, just do it.”
Finally about seven years ago, continue reading Have you got a Dream Buster on board?
