07/10/2025
Today began differently.
No rush. No back-to-back calls. No to-do lists screaming for attention.
Just a slow, deliberate start ;something I rarely allow myself.
And in that pause, I found myself standing before the mirror.
Not to get ready for the day,
but to meet myself , beyond the layers, beyond the roles.
So, I did something unusual.
I mentally ripped off every title I wear so proudly.
Coach. Mentor. Daughter. Mother...
The listener. The Cheerleader .The one who โhas it all figured out.โ
One by one, they fell away .
and what remained was raw, quiet presence.
It felt strange at first , like standing in front of someone familiar yet unknown.
No script. No agenda. Just being.
Thatโs when it hit me ...
how often we hide behind our identities,
using them as shields of certainty,
when in truth, theyโre just expressions of us, of what we have become over passage of time ; not the essence of who we are.
โจ We are not the titles we hold; we are the consciousness that holds them.
As a coach, I often ask others in my self warness building sessions ,
Who are you when the titles fade, the noise quiets, and thereโs nothing left to perform โ only you, meeting you?
Today, these questions found their way back to me & as I reflect I realise โ Beneath every role I perform, I am simply me, a curious witness of it all.
The real Ann,
Grounded. Calm but Chaotic , Unapologetically human.
She doesnโt need a spotlight โ she is light.
She shows up with truth, not technique.
With presence, not plans.
She doesnโt chase meaning โ she embodies it.
Sheโs not the coach or the expert in that moment โ sheโs the essence that remembers why she began.โจ
Next time you look in the mirror โ donโt rush to adjust what you see.(except yes the lip shade should always be spot on ladies)
Pause.
Breathe.
& ask yourselfโฆ
โWho am I, when I am not becoming anyone?โ