Overcoming shyness - with some bravery and a little support

I know how my three year old feels.

We have a regular routine on the nursery drop off, which is most pronounced on a Monday morning.  Being three he wears his shyness for all to see he shrinks and becomes silent, clingy, as I leave he will be stood just outside the room tentatively stepping over the threshold

I know how he feels to be stood there, on the edge of a space looking in, the internal energy being absorbed by the uncertainty of what reception awaits.

He takes a little while to enter the fray but once warm the little motor simply won't stop running.

My blog, for example, was never something I really committed to as a 'tool', I took it lightly, shared it occasionally, and used it to record my Mastery work.  I took a list of words that came from an entire book on the subject of Mastery.  I took only the words themselves, none of the other stuff from the book, but used each single word alone as a prism for some of the great stuff that came up in my coaching support practice.  It was brief interesting pieces written quickly in the moment, a bit off hand, being shared mostly with friends on Facebook.

I say 'was' written in a certain way…   because as of the moment of writing this, the blog is in a little bit of a mess as I improve the quality of what is there.

Writing and sharing what you have written is an exposing process, whether its creative writing, an essay or relaying data, you are putting your intellect and capability on show.  This is I think why I may have been stood just outside the room - with a bundle of almost finished work, and some editing, updating, tidying of the Mastery pages left undone, in some ways for the same reasons why my three year old is stood just outside the nursery group door.

I'm reminded of the film Pretty Woman (bizarre I know), anyway; Vivian and Laura spot a fancy car approaching, Vivian prepares to strut her wares on the sidewalk, all long legs and swaying hips her friend Laura encourages her to 'work it, work it' and ensure she is noticed by the approaching Lotus being driven rather badly by Edward… 

There are things I wrote in the Mastery pages that could help me overcome my own current obstacle that holds me back from developing my writing, and working with blog as a tool that I could wield more effectively.  For me that might mean simply stepping over the threshold, being brave, being a bit more confident - I absolutely know that the principles and ideas from coaching are great, many of them are no brainers to be honest.

Through discussions with creatives and independent minded business owners I've been seeing more of what gets it in their way and saps their creativity, enjoyment, effectiveness  and so on, as well as some of the things they do to keep themselves productive, satisfied, doing great work, developing and expressing their mastery - the coaching experience has been immensely helpful here.  More and more I can see the relevance and value of the Mastery pieces I have produced and importantly the highly versatile and very basic no brainer ideas and principles that are expressed in there and can help provide great underpinnings for a journey of learning, development, improvements in performance, and Mastery in any field.  In confronting my own block I have reminded myself about the need for 'Discipline', in the sense of making sure the conditions to perform at ones best have been set, which I think is the next real value add piece to come to the blog.

I was wondering how to conclude this brief reflection, and decided I would rest on it overnight.  This morning I took Jack to nursery and as we walked across the car park we saw Jack's little nursery friend Kingsley.  As we neared the door and Kingsley began his hello Jack shrunk into the little shy version of himself.  What I saw next was a lovely little-human moment as Kingsley strode gently to Jack, embraced him fully in his arms and said 'What's the matter Jack?  It's okay'.  I looked at Kingsley's Mum as we both did that ah thing at witnessing  an encounter so cute.  Within moments, having been given a supportive boost from one of his best friends Jack was fine, off up the stairs like a rocket with barely time to say his goodbyes.   There really is nothing like having a friend around to help you on your way.

Much love