For better or for worse...

It's interesting as a practitioner how we tend to fall into the "savior" role fairly often. It's as if we know we have a gift of facilitating transformation, so we want to "bless" everyone with our services. The one person who rejects my imposed help 100% of the time is my husband. It's as if he knows that I have the desire to help, so he puts up a huge shield and fights it. As frustrating as it is, I know that people will grow at their own pace, and any negative feelings I have about his rejection is something for me to explore in myself. Tonight was no different than any other time we have this situation. The hubby comes in with some low energy and a defeated remark (usually about his job), and I proceed to get a little over excited and throw out some "oooh...let's talk about this later" or "oh, your energy feels so limited right now. I know I can help." When the conversation goes awry later, I am always surprised! Although, tonight, the realization came that sometimes I just need to be a wife, not a coach. It's a wonderful job and gift that I have, but it doesn't mean that I need to be the conditioning police and walk around busting people. As much as I hate to do it right now, I need to thank my husband for reminding me that when the client is ready, they will ask...