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Sometimes, the discomfort we feel in transition isn’t just from what’s changing—but from what we’re being asked to release.

 

Old roles. Outdated identities. Patterns that once protected us.

 

Letting go doesn’t mean those parts of us weren’t valuable. It means we’re being invited to grow beyond them.

 

Who might you become if you loosen your grip on who you’ve had to be?


I had spent decades as a nurse—always the steady one, the caregiver, the one others relied on in times of need. My days were full of tending, fixing, responding. But when I stepped away from that role, I didn’t just feel relief—I felt untethered. My identity had been so deeply wrapped up in taking care of others that I had to ask myself: Who am I if I’m not doing that anymore?

 

In the quiet that followed, I started to uncover pieces of myself that had been waiting patiently in the background—my love for reflection, learning, and walking alongside others in a deeper, more intentional way. That’s when the shift toward coaching began. It wasn’t about leaving caregiving behind—it was about letting go of the pressure to be everything for everyone and making space for the truest parts of me to emerge.

 

It’s okay if you don’t have the answer yet. This is where transformation begins—not with clarity, but with space.

 

Journal prompts:

·      What am I holding onto that no longer feels aligned with who I am becoming?

        (This could be a role, identity, relationship, expectation, or belief.)

·      What part of me is afraid to let go? What does that part need to feel safe?

·      What qualities or values am I making room for?

        (Think: peace, creativity, rest, authenticity, joy, clarity, etc.)

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