Logically, we know we won’t live our dreams if we don’t get off our butts and do something. Still we stay immobile. Why?
Probably for as many diverse reasons we all have for being brave. Which means it comes down to fear. It always comes down to fear, doesn’t it? And if it comes down to fear, it means we need to step up our game. … More 5-Steps to Stop Wishing For Your Dream Job and Start Doing It Already
Did the title worry you? Don’t let it. I’m horrible at polarizing people on political issues. Sure, I have my opinions, but I prefer to hear your point of view and why you believe what you do, rather than arguing and trying to convince you to convert to my political or religious stance.
Raise your hand if you heard about #NationalSchoolWalkout. I hadn’t until my daughter’s high school sent an email to parents informing us that at 10 am on March 14th, our student might choose to walkout of class for 17 minutes to voice their outrage for the gun violence epidemic plaguing out nation.
One for every person killed Februrary 14th at Stoneman Douglas High School. … More This is Not a Political Post. I Promise…
“Constant change is here to stay,” an oft quoted and long displayed sign in my life.
But I prefer the stay and not the change. The tried and true versus the new. The carefully calm as opposed to adventurous.
And I contemplate this as I careen headlong, and far too fast, into the intersection of Grandparent Ave. and Hot Flash Blvd. Ai yi yi. … More Acts of Bravery Guest Post: Kicking Up Change
“This is going to make such a hilarious story!” At least, that’s what I tell myself when I have the choice to be brave or to bail out.
My second-grade teacher called me abnormally shy. She encouraged my mom to put me in a few clubs so I could learn social skills. My mom was astonished . . . … More Acts of Bravery Guest Post: How Wonder Woman Band-Aids + Cheesy Theme Songs = Bravery
I’ve taken a long break from posting brave acts on Acts of Bravery. Twenty-one days from when I write this post to be exact. Sure I’ve posted here and there, but inconsistently. This wasn’t a conscious decision, it was more of a need. … More Strapping On My Superhero Cape: Time for More Bravery
In case you haven’t figured it out yet, being a published author is my dream job. Ten years ago, when I first started writing, authors were my rock stars. Now, I still squee on the inside, but I’m way better at taming my idol worship into a poker face. I’ve also met a few. Turns out, they’re a lot like you and me. At the beginning of my brave year, I noodled the idea of a six-week series interviewing authors. Fun, right? The rest is history. And today, I’m interviewing Jeff Gerke. … More Ask an Author with Jeff Gerke
Markita makes life more fun. She really is the life of the party. Case and point? Just ask her, she’ll make a dance video for a song of your choice on your birthday (I’d post one, but I swore to keep them off social media. Alas, for you.). If she loves you—which she will, because Markita loves everyone—she will cheerleader you until her dying breath. I mean, she starts her post with a quote from my book. (So many pom-poms!) Love you, friend! … More Acts of Bravery Guest Post: Sharing Your Faith Even When It’s the Size of a Mustard Seed
It takes courage for us to admit that we’re descending into the Pit of Despair. It takes bravery to reach for the sunlight that we can’t see, but know exists. It takes guts to have an honest conversation with ourself and create a plan. Committing to the plan is the ultimate brave act. … More Self-Caring Your Way Out of the Pit of Despair
I’m about to get vulnerable. Flay myself open on the page kind of vulnerable. I tried journaling—alone, safe, hidden—but the words wouldn’t come. I needed the keys beneath my fingers. I knew whatever came out, I need to share with the world. So here goes . . . … More Acts of Bravery Week 8: Anger. How Wallowing in the Mud is Healthy
Looking back on the last two months of bravery, it’s been the small, incremental, steady steps forward that have made all the difference in the world. Sure certain brave acts are more glamorous, but I would never have reached them if I didn’t fail. If I didn’t stretch. If I didn’t whine and cry and feel overwhelmed. … More Acts of Bravery Week 7: How Baby Steps Stomp On Those Nasty Lies