Dear Coach, Stop Being a Whiny Little B*tch

People come to you because they want their lives to be different.

They see what’s possible.
They got a taste of it somewhere.

At a meditation retreat.
On a vacation.
In the pages of a book.
In the embrace of a magical lover.
Dancing at a concert.

They got a taste of the infinite possibility of life.

And then they woke up the next day feeling trapped.
Ordering off of a menu.
That has nothing on it that they want.

They know that there’s more.
They know that there’s something deeper.

That life isn’t meant to be counted off like bottles of beer on a wall.

And you have agreed to be the person who helps them.
A dedicated liberator.
A wise sage.
A fellow traveler.

Peering off into the distance
Read to chase dragons and scale mountains.

To help them squeeze the juice from life.
And lick the last bits of pulp from their dying lips.

But to do that.
You have to stop being a whiny little b*tch.