Christine Rich Hanson
Hi! Do you know that it was not an accident that you found me here?
That’s how I found my coach way, way back. In pain, over a boyfriend, I googled for help and up popped the woman who would become my coach.
I intuitively knew she was the one.
And boy, when I was upset that day, I needed her. I was in tears. Yep, I was mad, upset, and on the verge of heartbreak from his impending break-up speech.
I didn’t know what to expect from a coaching session. Was it going to be like therapy, and we’d talk forever?
Would she be judgmental of me?
Would I feel free to be open and honest?
These were all great questions, and you might have the same ones.
What I’ve found with all the great, smart, talented and loving women I’ve coached after getting a master certification is:
You have a big heart and we just need to fit that into your man’s romantic relationship language so he can hear it and come love you.
Nope, we won’t talk forever. Even with me email coaching, I work in a let’s-get-your-relationship-back-on-track directness.
No, I’m not judgmental of my clients (I’ve lived their story!)
Yes, you’ll feel free to be open and honest.
Here’s a true coaching story I just have to share that happened one summer.
I was at work and a mother came through the door and said, “Hi Christine, I want you to help my daughter.”
I assumed she was there for dance so I started asking her age, etc. when the mother cut me off and said, “No, I mean I want you to help her. Like save her.”
Bewildered, I said, “Help as in coach? How did you know I did that?”
Then, just as I found my coach she said, “I was just lead to you.”
The mother explained she had a fifteen year old whom she and her husband had taken to psychotherapists and psychologists in five states.
Her daughter was an extreme case. She had stopped engaging in the world. She had stopped talking in anything other than one-word answers . . . occasionally. She went to school but didn’t do homework or take tests. She was failing. She stopped hygiene altogether. She just sat. That was it.
[In many ways, heartbreak in a relationship gives the same results… your world tumbles in.]I told the mother I wasn’t a therapist. I was a relationship coach. She hounded me (in a good way). I kept saying no.
She kept saying “Please?” This went on for a week. The mother would drive one hour every day just to ask me.
I started to feel bad about saying no, but I didn’t want to hurt the girl when I wasn’t trained to deal with her issues. But the mother persisted—politely.
I finally said okay.
I met with her daughter. The girl was closed off. Her heart had a barricade around it.
But there was a tiny crack in her heart-armor that allowed her deepest self to listen. I sensed it.
Here was the double whammy. She had stopped relating to others and stopped caring about herself. No boys, drugs or alcohol were involved.
The mother said that over thirty professionals had seen her and put her on various sorts of meds.
I was their last chance, the mother said. Her daughter was sinking quickly.
That first session was a lot of me talking but that wasn’t going anywhere, so I stopped talking and shifted to my intuition. Can you imagine? She wouldn’t talk, and here we were in a field where talking was king.
The breakthrough came on session six.
Remember that movie with Robin Williams where all the patients wake up? It was like that. I figured out what was going on with her.
It’s too long to go into that here, but in a nutshell, it had to do with choices she made at age one to one-and-a-half. She had learned to withdraw with her isolation in a Russian orphanage. It had resurfaced. The therapists had not dug deep enough.
Her mother said she’d never seen her cry since adopting her at age 1 ½. The girl sat before me and without a sound two tears rolled down her cheek.
That was the breakthrough.
I don’t do this for every client, but I made her an audio tape and had her listen to it at night and in the morning. My hunch was right. By the eighth session, this darling girl started talking again!!
The mother was ecstatic. She cried. I beamed. The girl was joyful and showing it.
I followed up a year later and am thrilled to report that she went from flunking school to the top of her class, president of two school clubs, lots of friends, different activities and the happiest girl ever.
To this day, my most treasured thank-you letter is from this girl. She thanked me for saving her life.
That is why I coach. That is why I like to help. It makes a difference.
I Work Intuitively With You And You’ll Get The Specifics That You’ve Missed. Little Details To Turn Your Relationship Into A Major Awakening Into LOVE.