Going to prison made a profound impact on my life. Here’s why.
But it’s not what you’re thinking!
I was at church (Unitarian, of course) and one Sunday morning a friend of mine told me she was planning to use her brand new life coaching skills volunteering at the women’s prison. She asked me “you want a piece of that?” She knew I was a writer. She knows I love odd, strange, and outlandish experiences. She knows me only too well. “Of course!” I said.
So then I found out that I’d need to have some training first. That was fine with me. I didn’t want to make those women’s lives worse.
That was my introduction to life coaching.
A cuckoo's egg
So about six months later I had an informal 1-day life coaching course. I was utterly intrigued. I could do that. And it helps people? Huh.
So a few months after that (I had still not yet been to prison) the same friend from paragraph #1 above called out of the blue. “So my department (at the local university) has decided to train 25 employees in life coaching. There are two empty slots. You want one? It’s a $10,000 course and it’s already paid for. It would be free to you.”
Yeah, she knows how to get me. I love learning new and strange things, especially for cheap or free…
