“You are creative,” the Life Coach says.

Emma squirms in her seat. “Well, um—”

“You are. That’s what I’m hearing. You want to make your living being who you are. Being creative.”

She wants to lose herself in the velvety confidence of his voice. To make the deep resonance a cocoon where her limitations dissolve; transformed into structures of belief that support new ideas about herself.

It’s the breaking down process that scares her.

There are no guarantees that the other side will be any better. There is only an idea and the promise in his voice.

Emma takes a deep breath.

And plunges.