When I was in high school, a large portion of the focus of the funding was on sports. Our teams always had new uniforms and the best equipment, we had pretty big pep rallies, and there was always money for trips, etc. The English Department was another story entirely. We had books that were reused […]
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As a life and career coach, I’m supposed to have my shit together. But I don’t. I don’t make enough money to pay my bills. I don’t eat right. I don’t have a life partner. I’ll never be in shape the way I was when I was swimming 4 miles a day. Or when I
Are You Living Your Practice Life or Your Real Life? Read More »
In 2013, I decided to make some significant changes in my life. I was divorced, working in administrative assistant level positions, doodling on the sides of my notebooks, and wondering where my ambition and passion had gone. What was I doing?! What did I really want in my one, beautiful life? Luckily I had some
Six Things You Can Do Right Now to Move Toward Finding Your Soulmate Read More »
Who among us hasn’t felt—in a moment of heartache or sorrow or rage or any other or so-called “negative” emotion—that if we just could change X about ourselves (or someone else) we could achieve Y, Z, or maybe the entire rest of the alphabet? The allure of this sort of magical thinking compells me to
When Positivity is Privilege: Nonviolent Communication for Emotional Intelligence Read More »
Over the years I’ve done a lot of work with people who work in the self-improvement business and many of them encounter a similar problem when it comes to getting people to refer business to them. In many cases, a referral feels natural and exciting to the other person you are talking to when you,
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Lao Tzu famously wrote that the journey of a thousand miles starts with one step, which despite its face value, “yeah, no shit” philosophy, tells me that even the greatest achievements and distances are realized in the smallest of increments, and that paramount to all, is that there is a start. One must simply start,
The day that I left Indiana I had to pull over to the side of the road after passing the Illinois border to cry. I couldn’t contain myself and didn’t want to swerve into the median or off into the corn. I finally did it. I always wanted to leave Indianapolis, and for years I