Personal Stories
I have been on one hell of a personal journey over the last few years.
Life was an emotional rollercoaster and back in 2013 it made perfect sense to me to quit my job and escape to Peru.
In the beginning everything was confusing despite being sheltered within the umbrella of an NGO where I was volunteering. I didn’t speak the language nor understand the customs. I thought that I would never get to grips with the local bus system or be brave enough to set out on my own across South America a I initially imagined that I would.
It’s no word of a lie – I was TERRIFIED – but there is something about the travelling community that encourages strangers to connect, share and open up with each other. I guess we all recognise that we are adrift in a strange place and a long way away from family and friends. People meet you and get to know you for who you are, without the influences of gossip or knowing about your past.
Problems are shared, dissected and solved and it was my nomadic travel tribe who persuaded me that my strengths lie in mentoring and supporting others until eventually Jane Clements Life Coach emerged from the ashes of anxiety and fear.
I have met some incredibly generous people along the way. People who have been generous with their time, possessions and love; and these are the people who inspire me to continue with my journey and to mentor and support others who need help.
In this section you will find some of my more personal stories plus the stories of others who are inspirational in their own way.
Feel free to contact me if you have any comments or if any of the issues resonate with you.
Stepping it Up
Whoop whoop! I am about to begin the next stage of my adventure. In less that a week I shall be jetting off to Peru. The plan (Plan A of probably several) is to spend three nights exploring the capital Lima before heading up the coast to the second/third largest...
8. Can you ever be too old?
This article was written whilst I was in Portugal right at the very beginning of my travel adventures and it was an occasional reoccurring theme over the next few years - thanks in part to the emotional baggage that I was dragging along with...