Something incredible happened last night.
Okay. Something incredible happens most every day since I jumped into this SavingKitchens business.
Especially as of late.
I share texts that I receive in picture form often on my Facebook page because I know that it speaks to people.
Lives are a changing.
One kitchen at a time.
More like eight at a time.
I’m crazy busy.
Alright, enough already on me whining about being too busy.
This. Is. What. I. Had. Hoped. For.
Just never imagined it would like
Coaching about eight people daily (new people jumping on just as super, awesome, well-equipped people are then shooting off on their own).
Averaging two new consults per week (I’m booked for the next two weeks…as I’ve set three per week).
These are no 15 minute consultations. Each one is two hours.
This is a visual on what goes on inside my brain and what comes out of my mouth during that time:
None of this is whining.
Just me letting you peek inside of where I’m at and what’s going on in the STK world.
And a lot goes on.
I could literally blog everyday.
But that in itself would cause more craziness in my brain.
So this one more thing.
I launched a new benefit to STK recently.
If I’ve coached you or are currently coaching you, you are able to come to what I now call “STK Roundup”.
It happens every two weeks at my house.
Discussion, support, encouragement and hopefully inspiration. Also a hands on recipe making time. Last night we made mango ice cream.
What I’m about to share next is the main storyline here.
Sara came to her first STK Roundup last night.
The announcement of my first one (over a month ago) is what ultimately had her in my seat for a consultation.
When she realized that the STK-R was for only clients, she wanted to know more of what it was that I did.
At the consult, she explained to me her own healthy journey, that began in January.
According to her, STK played a huge part in it. I had no idea.
She took the advice, recipes and inspiration that I would post daily in my STK Facebook group and along with incorporating exercise…she began dropping weight and getting healthy.
She attended one of my workshops back in May.
People that we mutually know at church had approached her and asked if she was “doing Shari’s thing”.
Like she told me, actually…kinda, sorta, yes.
She had done so well and worked so hard.
But the month of July she encountered some struggles.
And when she shared them with me, I very confidently told her that I could help her.
And both her and I know that the interest she had when she saw the announcement of STK-R was no coincidence.
We don’t believe in coincidences.
We had a wonderful consultation and with what she has now learned and implemented, at three weeks into this tweaked lifestyle…she is rocking it in so many ways.
She will be the first to admit, it’s not “a breeze” but great things happen, both physically and mentally.
We can also add spiritually, because I am seeing this as a ministry more and more and more.
In our text conversation yesterday, she told me how excited that she was because she was going to her doctor.
When she came in the door last night for STK-R, she handed me a sweet bouquet of fresh picked flowers.
She has blessed ME beyond to work so closely with her.
Onto my story.
Wait till we get to the end.
More chatter takes place.
A few weigh-ins happen.
Someone is just starting and another just finished.
The one that finished had amazing results.
15 pounds. Gone. Yippee!
Her whole family is in on this and they are working hard to make this a permanent part of their lives.
Yay for that kitchen!!
The ladies then begin handing out hugs and goodbyes and Sara is patiently and quietly waiting for them to all file out my patio door.
She then says to me, as she puts her hand inside her bag, “I have one more thing for you.”
I didn’t understand.
I mean, she brought me the most sweetest bouquet of flowers.
Before I could even process what it could be, she put this into my hands.
I. Am. Super. Slow.
My first thought:
Is she selling supplements and this is her way of having me try them. She even put them into a week’s tray for me.
Need any of whaaaaa…..
And then a lightbulb goes off.
She doesn’t need ANY of them.
She goes on to tell me, “I’m off all my medications. Doctor says I’m not even pre-diabetic any longer.”
Trying to wrap my head around not only what she was sharing with me but how she did it.
I. Love. Visuals.
Do I not!?
Tears and hugs. And hugs and tears.
It was a great moment.
A moment that reminds me of the significance of what it is that I’m actually doing.
We then captured this.
Her doctor had to be floored.
I was floored.
But before I take too much credit.
I believe strongly in this.
I’m just an instrument.
*Disclaimer: each person who reads this entry will be amazingly blessed*
Am I right!?