What if you curse every Monday and are already working towards the next weekend? And what if the job you're suffering through is prestigious, well-paid and hard-won? The answer to this question is not easy but there is one.
Huh? Did I make a mistake? Shouldn't it be: "Don't be mad at me"? No, I didn't make a mistake. I mean it exactly like that. How often are we so mad at ourselves, calling ourselves names and saying things to ourselves that we would
Maybe that sounds a bit bitter. If I were thirty again, I would do a lot of things differently. I am not bitter. I am doing well. And yet it's true
How stupid is that saying: "Too good to be true"? That's what I'm asking myself right now with my "new" life. It's good and it's actually happening, so it's true. Here are my reflections on one of the silliest sayings I know (and which I,
Nobody will deny that body and soul (psyche) are connected. But the fact that coaching can have a direct effect on tension and pain is certainly a new thought for many. However, from my point of view there are even more parallels and connections between
Knowing what your life goal, dream job or mission is is often not enough.It took me almost two decades to finally swim freely - to be able to fully dedicate myself to my life's work, mission and goal - to be a full-time coach and
Standing up for yourself, being taken seriously and not getting fooled is not primarily about communication. Inner clarity is much more important if you want to realise your ideas.
A self-employed consultant who does not care enough about his business because he is constantly occupied by his family would be advised to simply say "no". But it is not that easy. Here is another Logosynthesis story.
In the future I will publish stories from my coaching sessions here from time to time. Of course it will be completely anonymous. I do this to show you which topics you can work on and how Logosynthesis works in practice. In the first article
My "secret hippy soul" is a term I started to use many years ago. It stood for a part of me that I only acted out when I was on holiday and that otherwise wasted away in secret. Now my hippy-soul is allowed to live