The Energy of Friendship
Do you have a Thelma to your Louise? I do. Sometimes I even call her Lou. She is definitely the Louise. But usually, I just call her Kathleen. I was chatting with her early this morning. She shared something that flooded me with gratitude for her presence in my life....
Stop Smiling at Babies
Seriously, I dare you. I did it for an afternoon while running around buying things like groceries, hand soap, and plant dirt. I was in a crap mood. It was because I just lost my vacation to illness. OK, that’s not true, it just sounded like a good reason to be...
Black People
Shortly after I bought a Cadillac, I ran into an old friend. To me, I just bought a little SUV that cradled my screwed-up hip and empowered me to communicate hands-free in Atlanta’s mind-bending traffic. The old friend checked out my new ride and then said, “I’m...
Are you settling for Grocery Store Tomatoes?
I was in a hotel bar, sitting with my friend Johanne, in Park City, Utah. Spoiler alert – Happy hour is not so much of a vibe in Utah. Nevertheless, I was hoping for a glass of wine. So I asked the bartender about options. The sweet young man smiled back at me and...
It’s better when we hold hands
I was in Mexico, getting my joy on. I was visiting my cousin. She’s not your ordinary cousin. She’s more like the sister I never had. We share stuff -- aspiring stuff, personal stuff, funny stuff. We also share a similar energy and drive. We like strong. We like real....
Rise and Whine….
Diggin' Deep after a Nap's Night Sleep Why do we take such pride in getting our butts out of bed at five am and doing the GSD strut before the sun comes up? Yet no one is piping into a megaphone that they stayed up until two am doing whatever it is that people do...
What I Learned from a Crack in my Plan
Last spring, I was asked to give a keynote at an annual event. I planned to do what I do: Interview the stakeholders and customize my Talk to the Brain™ stories and strategies to apply to their particular vision. But, when I talked to the president, my plan cracked...
I love French Fries!
Seriously, I’m the french fry connoisseur. I’m the sommelier of the deep-fried Idaho Golds. I am fully devoted to the pursuit of the perfect french fry. It must be hot, crispy on the outside, lightly salted (none of that weird truffle crap), and it must have a dense...
Could you be deflating your audience?
That’s a picture of me. I’m the one bawling, and that’s my mom comforting me at her brother’s wedding. I was the flower girl. I could not have been more excited about my big day (Ok it was about the bride and groom too, but hey, I was four). I took the role of the...
Death by Boredom and the Guacamole Hangover
It’s 2:58 in the afternoon. You are in serious need of caffeine because your lunch of a guac-laden burrito bowl from Chipotle is releasing its sleep potion into your system. (Why do they give you so much guacamole anyway?) But there’s no time to grab a coffee. You...