Search
  • Ruth Schocken Katz

Coaching Snippet: On Finding Balance


INT. DAY. OFFICE DESK


We are talking online and ZARA is talking about her sense of

being attacked from all directions. Dealing with emotional

trauma, as well as pressures around schedules, and her team

members' personal stresses, she is feeling overwhelmed, and

like nothing she does is construed correctly.


ME

What makes you think they

misunderstand you?


ZARA

They all think I am being dramatic,

and making myself the centre of it

all. When actually I am trying to

tread carefully, and take everyone

into account. It's like this heavy

weight on my shoulders.


ME

So what do you think is causing

this mismatch?


ZARA

Maybe it's the fact I apologise so

much. So it feels like I am

justifying myself, and messing up

all the time.


ME

Apologise? For what?


ZARA

For being emotional, for not

knowing what the right thing to do

is?


ME

And how would you prefer it to have

been?


ZARA

I wish I was more resilient. That I

didn't get so emotional, maybe.

That things would get into me less,

so that I would be less fragile.


ME

How can you do that?


ZARA

I wish I could put a sign on my

head - "UNDER CONSTRUCTION".


We both laugh.


ME

What is being constructed?


ZARA

Myself.


ME

And how do you do that?


ZARA thinks for a while. She is not sure.


ZARA

Through work? I collaborate with

people? Talk to family? Friends?


ME

What else?


ZARA

I don't know.


She thinks some more for quite a while.


ME

I'd like to reflect to you, that

you suggest things that are outward

facing: work, people around you.

How do you think you might be able

to do this within yourself?


ZARA thinks for a long time. Her kids' giggles are audible from

behind the closed door. Then she lets out a deep sigh.


ME (CONT'D)

Exactly!


She looks a bit perplexed, and then immediately laughs

knowingly.


ZARA

Oh, yes. The breath. I forgot about

that. I need to breathe.


She takes a DEEP BREATH and there's silence between us. She

takes another one, and something in her body shifts. Her

shoulders seem to relax and her face opens with the renewed

air. It's like she's waking up.


*names and places have been change to honour privacy


Illustration by Evie Fridel

Recent Posts

See All