bewildering folder, and opened it up to find the first, typed and printed sheet: a coaching contract. She slumped into the nearest chair to take in the full meaning of what she was reading, as the evening’s events now came together quite quickly and completely.
“Oh, noooooo. What have I gotten myself into now ?” She whispered under her breath, hastily collecting herself and skimming through the mercifully short document, which read:
I, Geraldine Stanley:
Will cooperate fully during the coaching process, in order to bring about my complete and total happiness in the area of love and relationships
I agree to work on other areas of my life, concurrently, including, demonstrating a willingness to improve my social life, and to work on changing the limiting beliefs I have about relationships in general.
I will work with my coach, Ben Wright , in a way that is constructive, flexible, progressive and certain to help me to achieve better results in all areas of my life, and particularly in the area of loving partnerships.
I agree to take full responsibility for my own process, to play full out and to complete all coaching tasks and assignments on time and to the best of my ability.
Signed:
Date:
I, Ben Wright:
Will bring the best of my knowledge and expertise to the attention and service of my client, Geraldine Stanley , in order to help her to progress in the area of love and relationships
I will prepare resources, assignments and tasks, which will enrich and empower her to improve her life, overall, and help her to achieve her relationship goals in particular.
I will guide her through the coaching process with sensitivity and a positive and encouraging attitude.
I assure her of my complete confidentiality, at all times, in all matters concerning her coaching process.
Signed: B. Wright
Date: 30/08/2015
Geraldine hastily turned the next page and found:
Possible meeting places for Geraldine to find a suitable match:
Seminars
Talks on spirituality
Bookshops
Workshops
Libraries
Discussion groups
Book groups
Meditation groups
Retreats
Courses
Health spas
Festivals...
The list went on and on, and on, but she was feeling too ill to look at it properly, or to read more than the first few suggestions, and a part of her was still wondering what " playing full out" would mean in practice. It was certainly food for thought. Ben had always told her that a woman like her was unlikely to meet the kind of man she was looking for in a nightclub or at the gym, and that she was far too spiritual, cultured and sophisticated for what he called the ‘club-rats and posers.’
“Morning!” he said, marching into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up. Geraldine starred at him through the general aura of positivity, audacity and charisma he always seemed to exude. What was he on? He’d probably been up since five or six. How did he do it?
“Hmmm,” Geraldine moaned, reaching for her head once again.
“Oh dear.” he said, smiling and grimacing sympathetically.
“Mmmmmm,” She managed, smiling back, fairly unconvincingly.
“I’m just off to meet a client in Brighton, insists on meeting face-to-face”
“Mrs Y?”
“Yep.” Ben grabbed his keys and was at the door before she’d even had a chance to look at him properly. He seemed even chirpier than usual for some reason. “Don’t wait up,” he said, reaching for the doorknob.
“Ben,” she said, calling out after him, just as he was about to slam the door shut. He opened it up again and peeped in at her.
“Yep”
“Are you really serious about all this, I mean, is this for real?” She said holding up the yellow folder.
“Oh yeah...” He said, staring at her penetratingly for a second or two, before closing the door quietly behind him and leaving her to think it through.
“Okay then...
“Oh, noooooo. What have I gotten myself into now ?” She whispered under her breath, hastily collecting herself and skimming through the mercifully short document, which read:
I, Geraldine Stanley:
Will cooperate fully during the coaching process, in order to bring about my complete and total happiness in the area of love and relationships
I agree to work on other areas of my life, concurrently, including, demonstrating a willingness to improve my social life, and to work on changing the limiting beliefs I have about relationships in general.
I will work with my coach, Ben Wright , in a way that is constructive, flexible, progressive and certain to help me to achieve better results in all areas of my life, and particularly in the area of loving partnerships.
I agree to take full responsibility for my own process, to play full out and to complete all coaching tasks and assignments on time and to the best of my ability.
Signed:
Date:
I, Ben Wright:
Will bring the best of my knowledge and expertise to the attention and service of my client, Geraldine Stanley , in order to help her to progress in the area of love and relationships
I will prepare resources, assignments and tasks, which will enrich and empower her to improve her life, overall, and help her to achieve her relationship goals in particular.
I will guide her through the coaching process with sensitivity and a positive and encouraging attitude.
I assure her of my complete confidentiality, at all times, in all matters concerning her coaching process.
Signed: B. Wright
Date: 30/08/2015
Geraldine hastily turned the next page and found:
Possible meeting places for Geraldine to find a suitable match:
Seminars
Talks on spirituality
Bookshops
Workshops
Libraries
Discussion groups
Book groups
Meditation groups
Retreats
Courses
Health spas
Festivals...
The list went on and on, and on, but she was feeling too ill to look at it properly, or to read more than the first few suggestions, and a part of her was still wondering what " playing full out" would mean in practice. It was certainly food for thought. Ben had always told her that a woman like her was unlikely to meet the kind of man she was looking for in a nightclub or at the gym, and that she was far too spiritual, cultured and sophisticated for what he called the ‘club-rats and posers.’
“Morning!” he said, marching into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up. Geraldine starred at him through the general aura of positivity, audacity and charisma he always seemed to exude. What was he on? He’d probably been up since five or six. How did he do it?
“Hmmm,” Geraldine moaned, reaching for her head once again.
“Oh dear.” he said, smiling and grimacing sympathetically.
“Mmmmmm,” She managed, smiling back, fairly unconvincingly.
“I’m just off to meet a client in Brighton, insists on meeting face-to-face”
“Mrs Y?”
“Yep.” Ben grabbed his keys and was at the door before she’d even had a chance to look at him properly. He seemed even chirpier than usual for some reason. “Don’t wait up,” he said, reaching for the doorknob.
“Ben,” she said, calling out after him, just as he was about to slam the door shut. He opened it up again and peeped in at her.
“Yep”
“Are you really serious about all this, I mean, is this for real?” She said holding up the yellow folder.
“Oh yeah...” He said, staring at her penetratingly for a second or two, before closing the door quietly behind him and leaving her to think it through.
“Okay then...
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