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Authenticity

How To Do The Scary Thing In 10 Simple Steps

The steps are simple, the action is not. If it is, then you’re not doing the Scary Thing. The Scary Thing makes you squirm and try to slither away from it. The Scary Thing is begging you—the real you—to come outside and play, to take…

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The Scary Thing

Do the Scary Thing. Embrace the Scary Thing. Love the Scary Thing—the “Hug It and Love It and Call It George” kind of love. Freaking OWN the damn Scary Thing. And then go in search of more Scary Things. And tame those Scary Things as you shred the path of your legacy. This is my [...]

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Dates and Dreams and Love and Hope

The Date I didn’t even remember it until I wrote the date out at 10:37 on Monday morning. Got as far as “6-” and when I had to remember that the date was the 27th, a little spark went off in my brain. … something important about this date… I stopped to contemplate the moment. [...]

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February Funk 2011 (or Slowly Emerging From the Muck)

I’ve been referring to the last month as February Funk 2011, but after spending some time emerging from said funk, I’m beginning to realize it began much earlier. I peeked back into January and saw nothing specific, so I dug way back into December, and single date glared back at me through a tiny peephole [...]

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Anxiety Stirred Useful

Failure is what leads us to success.

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My Choice (or Emotional Poverty) and The Girl Effect

My clock is ticking. My girl clock. And not in the way you’re probably thinking. My girl clock that still remembers what it was like to be twelve years old and scared, not knowing what life lay ahead of me. I did not grow up in poverty, unless you count emotional health as wealth. And [...]

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Thrivin’ Tuesday: Go Vote. Right Now!

I’m writing this on Monday night, with the expectation that I won’t have time to write this in the morning because I’ll be voting. Yep, exercising my American right to vote. Something women couldn’t do prior to 1920, the year my grandmother was born. I believe voting is a part of thriving. If you want [...]