So many years studying to work, but how little I learned about who I was.
I remember as if it were yesterday the following coaching dynamic that I experienced as a coachee:
"Who are you?" My coach Marta asks me
"I'm Elsa." I answered
"Who are you?" Marta asks me again.
I knew that Marta (my coach) had listened to me and then I realized that she expected another response from me and I said: “I am Elsa, mother of three children”.
"Who are you?" Marta asks me again, looking me in the eye.
That third question was beginning to bother me, but I decided to answer the first thing that came to mind: “I am Elsa, a mother of three children and I am an engineer”.
"Who are you?" He asks me again seriously, looking into my eyes without saying a word.
Ufff that fourth question came to my heart like a spear, now writing it I remember it and I still feel the pain that was inside me. I was wondering who am I? but who am i? And, I decided to answer: “I am a person who has fought all his life to become someone, and now I don't know who I am”.
"Who are you?" Marta asks looking me in the eyes.
Already with tears in my eyes I answer: "A good person who has dreams and hopes to create a better world."
"Who are you?" Marta asks me again with a warmer tone.

