Tag: inspiration
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Learning How To Dance
I don’t remember who recommended this book to me. I think possibly Brene’ Brown in her audiobook, The Power of Vulnerability. (I listen to it monthly and continue to realize how much I have to learn from it.) Or it may have been the former CEO of one of the companies I work for, a…
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Acting Out
I’m living my current life on a rewards system. Because that’s how you shape behavior. I mean, you could focus on punishing bad behavior. But anyone who works in the juvenile or adult justice system can tell you that punishment doesn’t work. And anyone who’s ever tried to change my behavior through punishment knows that…
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A Different Take On Valentines Day
So, it’s Valentine’s Day. Did you know? If you have any contact with any form of social, real world or media, you know. Personally, I don’t really care. I’ve never been particularly excited nor particularly resentful about the day. I just don’t care. But this year, I’m reflecting on some things and this “holiday” seems…
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Permission to Praise Yourself
This one has taken me a while to write. I’ve had to dig down for every ounce of courage I have. Because in our society, today, it doesn’t seem to be ok to praise ourselves. Which is odd. I mean, if we don’t love us, why should we expect anyone else to? But that’s not…
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Shining Through Imposter Syndrome
Have you heard of this? It’s been around a while, but I’ve only recently begun to understand how it applies to me. If you’re not familiar, basically the Imposter Syndrome is a fear of being discovered as not being smart enough or good enough or … enough. Being a fraud. It’s an inability to internalize…
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Seeking Discomfort To Develop Strength
Sitting in a coffee shop with two of the strongest women I know. It has been a long weekend already and I’m exhausted. Listening to them and thinking back on conversations I’ve had with others, I recognize how beautiful the exhaustion I’m feeling is. My exhaustion came from a weekend of awesome experiences. Seeing…
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It’s Time For Change
How I determined that I was not, in fact, having an identity crisis and that I was, instead, surrounded by too much inspiration.