An honest question in three parts. Part 1: As An Individual
I did not go to the Dentist looking for a life metaphor, and yet, we provided one.
In hindsight, everything I tried to control was beyond my control.
Points were a game I could win. They were also a game I couldn’t stop playing.
How do we know when to stop saying girls, and start saying women, to describe females?
Based on the stories I keep hearing nobody has ever survived an Arizona summer.
Is there a point at which we decide to actually do less?
When did you stop trying?
Why I went to work for somebody else after six years as an entrepreneur.
The gift of recognition is more powerful than we acknowledge.
Being the recipient of a positive influence requires commitment and a loss of control. And that is a scary thing.
Applying for jobs is a job in itself. The rejection emails don’t make the process any easier.
We can hope our life’s journey is fulfilling and poetic but it is nothing if not deliberate.
The world is never quite as we want it to be, nor does it need to be quite as it is.
GPS has made travel easier in every single way except one.
What we are talking about has taken a back seat to the way we talk about it.