Years ago, in one of my first coaching classes, a beloved Master Coach asked me to describe my future office where I would do meaningful work.
I could see it clearly in my mind’s eye: an open window letting in a warm breeze, a green view of trees and grass, a hint of blue sea in the distance.
This week, I signed the lease on my own office.
This is the view:
My own professional coaching office.
It’s bright yellow.
I’m always going to have fresh flowers in my office. And maybe a rocking chair.
I don’t have a view of green fields and distant sea yet, but my dumpsters are a step in the right direction.