In the middle of last year I went part-time in order to dedicate a couple of days a week to my coaching. On the first or second day a really strong feeling dawned on me; it was like I’d been shown a mystical secret, a hidden truth, and I wanted to share it with everyone. “Did you know”, I whispered to my friends in reverent tones, “did you know that you don’t have to work a full-time job?” Lots of people called me brave, but honestly, I didn’t feel brave at all. I felt joyful

This post requires a slightly uncomfortable confession. The confession is this: my secret fear is not that I’m not good enough. My secret fear is that I’m capable of almost anything, but that I’m lacking the discipline required to GET IT DONE. I’m one of those Jack-of-all-trades kind of people: lucky enough to have a natural facility for lots of things, but not single-minded enough to focus fully on any one of them. This frightens me. Because what if one day, towards the end