Look inside the raindrop It is a crystal ball Glassy knowledge Sit with the storm Rest inside the fury Listen for the truth It hums and whispers If you dare To hear what it says The rain knows The things you claim Are concealed The dewy drop is wise It tells you Look and it will speak Quiet Hush Don't speak It only speaks When you are Quiet Sit and stare Wait And listen
Squinting into sunlight Sucking in the breeze Running toward a pile of friends Swapping sticks of cheese Jumping on the foot bridge Skipping 'round the rocks Whooshing down the red slide Wood chips in their socks Swinging on their bellies Reaching for the sky Thirsty for a minute Then off to make mud pie Racing for the tunnel Claiming favorite spots Twisting up the metal swings In crinkly silver knots The gazebo is our base Catch me if you can Sprinting through the dandelions Who’s the quickest man? Thank goodness for the sunshine The heat has finally come Let's play until the sun goes down Then snack when we are done.
In my endless search for peace, I recently stumbled upon the incredible privilege of talking with Mindset Coach, Elizabeth Hope Derby. Have you ever heard of a mindset coach before? What does this kind of coaching entail? Does your mind need setting?! What is happening?!
Well, I will tell you. A mindset coach is an individual who, in Elizabeth’s words, can “define your vision,” “free your voice,” and help you “own your value.”
WOW. WOW. WOW.
I have known Elizabeth for a long time. But recently, the growth and development of her coaching business led me to ask more, more, more questions about this fascinating world of hers. And since she is 100% committed to learning, growth, and mastery, she honors every opportunity to spread the word on what she does and how it works.
While Elizabeth works primarily with business owners and entrepreneurs, at her core, this intelligent, present, enthusiastic woman knows how to talk to people. She understands something fundamental and extraordinary about life and how to function in it. She knows how to help people find peace and fulfillment. She recognizes that, “What you actually need is to cultivate the courage to create.”
Elizabeth and I spoke for nearly an hour about her coaching, her journey, and how she’s come to do what she does. As in all other areas of her life, Elizabeth speaks in her bubbly tone, while remaining candid and honest. She speaks with authority about coaching because she knows it so well.
“I became became a coach to help people embody the clarity and confidence we develop on paper… to uncover the truth of what they really want, then go out there and live it,” she says. When I ask for clarity on this, Elizabeth explains that, “I believe each one of us possesses a unique blend of skills and passions that, if leveraged in service for the highest good of all, allows us to play our vital role in the global ecosystem.”
She is the kind of person who fully acknowledges that every single person matters. And that means something to a person like me, who wants to see the good in everyone, to find the peace in each of us and to help promote that.
Elizabeth goes on to tell me that, “I can’t stand seeing people (especially smart, strong women) put their passions on hold or talk themselves out of pursuing their true desires because they’re getting steamrolled by self-criticism and systems that oppress the power of feminine skills and strength. The world needs leaders who are willing to wield their creativity, sensitivity, nurturing, and compassion as tools for justice and wealth creation.”
I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to speak with an individual who knows how to access the super-highway to our own amazingness. Elizabeth asks real questions and provides real talk to hone in on what her clients would love to accomplish. She helps to refine her clients’ mindset so they can think clearly. Then she finds and articulates real next steps toward success.
How does she do all this and more?
She remains present.
And she acts.
With compassion, empathy, and dedication.
I left my conversation with Elizabeth feeling peaceful. Aside from the fact that she’s witty, hilarious, insightful, and fun, she is a business savvy lady who knows what success looks like (in all its forms). She clearly knows knows how to help others achieve it. She is not a therapist. She is a coach, and she seeks to show you how to achieve your dreams.
She’s the person you call when you’re ready to step into your joy. She is the person to call when you have been fighting self doubt, comparisonitis, and/or dissatisfaction for TOO LONG. Elizabeth is the coach who helps you get on track with goals that will mean something to you. But Elizabeth, specifically, is the coach you call when you are ready to do the work.
If you’re interested in learning more, I can’t recommend Elizabeth more highly. Check her out on her website or instagram handle. You will be impressed, pleased, and oh, so peaceful that you’ve finally taken a step in the right direction.
What brought you peace this week? Share the peace!
Our breakfast nook has a huge French door that I completely hate. It’s drafty because the door is old and I want to change it. We’re not redoing the kitchen any time soon, so it’s something we’ve decided to live with for now.
As is the case with most things I hate or that drive me crazy, there is peace to be found, if I’m willing to stop and wait and watch.
This morning, the sun came out. It’s still pretty cold in our neck of the woods (below 30 degrees in the morning) but the birds were chirping and the sky looked super blue. And all of my kids sat at the breakfast table staring out that huge French door.
I couldn’t help but picture my paternal grandfather (since passed) who used to spend hours sitting in front of his living room windows, in a tan club chair, wearing a man’s white undershirt and slacks. He lived in the Catskills with my grandmother, on a 5 acre parcel of land where he liked to grow vegetables and invite friends to stay.
Much of my childhood, I can only picture the man either outside with a hat or inside, staring at the vast nature in front of him. There were no other houses, buildings, or people visible from his window. He could only see birds, deer, the occasional fox, and lots of butterflies.
This morning, my little family chewed its breakfast in silence. Every little person stared out the window and took in– who knows what. The road below us? The cars traveling to work and school? The birds skipping between branches? The brilliant sky? The swaying trees? The budding leaves on our maple trees?
The what is not so important as the why.
We stare because it is so peaceful. It’s so comforting. It’s so lovely. I hope you can start your day with the same kind of peace. This morning, I was thankful for the peace, the quiet, and the memory of other times when such peace was present: in the Catskills with an old man and his soft but enduring presence.
What brought you peace this week? Share the peace.