How do I lead?

How do I lead?

I am wonderfully blessed to be part of the NWA Bloggers Group despite being sort of haphazard about blogging (16 months since my last post on this blog).  They are a warm, fun group that has started #NWARKCares to show the power of our collective voice on a single...

A turtle shell – who me???

If you had asked me whether I felt there were times in my life that I retreated into my shell, I would have probably laughed at you.  Those who have known me for awhile wouldn’t have laughed with me. I am an extrovert, I have literally had my husband tell me...
Fear of success

Fear of success

Fear of success Recently it has come to my attention that I’m not afraid of failure.  This is a common fear and one that I would have readily admitted to experiencing for most of my life.  Above all else I didn’t want to prove the voices in my head right.  They said...
All the mothers

All the mothers

Typically, people have one mother.  That is the person that births them, changes their diaper, loves them through the teenage years, cries at graduation and beyond.  Sometimes life isn’t easy and there may be a step-mom that is added to the equation. I have been...
My Life’s Work

My Life’s Work

Written 1/14/2005 Some time ago I came up with, refined and memorized my life’s passion statement. It’s a passion statement not a purpose statement because I believe if you live your life with passion the purpose will come. My passion is to build and empower women to...
Courage

Courage

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.  ~Ambrose Redmoon After perseverance, I would say the next character trait I’ve developed over the years is courage.  I completely relate to the Ambrose...
Life lessons from sailing

Life lessons from sailing

The heart of Toastmasters International is to learn and grow.  In this speech, I share a few of the lessons from sailing that can be applied to life.  I intentionally dressed very casual to enhance the speech. You can sail alone but it’s not as much fun Make a plan,...
The journey here

The journey here

11/28/05 I was working my office hours the first week of school in Fall, 1992.  As Programs Director, I assisted the President of Residents Interhall Congress get the year going. I answered the phone when the Reid Hall Manager called in their officers. President –...
The seeds were planted

The seeds were planted

This may be the most difficult writing of the whole experience. Bear with me and read to the end if you can. In June, 1986, I was 13 and moved to Arkansas because my biological mom, Sheila, had been begging Aunt Mary & Uncle Jim for 2 years to allow me to at...
An evening with Lizz

An evening with Lizz

The last post was getting ridiculously long, so for the evening adventure, I began again. I met Lizz Porter, last year at BlogHer and continued our friendship at Type A Conference. Her bio says, “Heh. The short version. Thing number one, I’m tall....