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The road to success is paved with tests, So you’ve got to believe in yourself above the rest. Dream big, and let your passion shine, If you don’t, you won’t end up with a dime. Challenge the status quo, disrupt the market and say YES! …

Global travel, stuffed olives, small talk. The multiple sizes, textures, and oscillation mirror me. This is the first party chit chat, I’ve attempted since understanding I have many parts. And, when asked what I did… for a living… it’s never about what I do for fun or joy… I started…

My friend told me he loved working in interior design and fashion, because there was no such thing as a design emergency. He is very clever. Today, I caught the last few minutes of a free Virgin Start Up post webinar chat about building a sustainable fashion brand. The featured…

“What are your thoughts about the Law of Attraction (LOA)? I wrestle with it because of my social justice lens.” a friend’s question to me yesterday When I was a full time spiritualist sharing abundance theory a lot of folx knew about the LOA portion from reading The Secret. …

navigating the cross country loops was rough on our ole gal. she didn’t run. she got the hell outa town at a reasonable speed. virginia to boulder in little more than a weekend. breathless. benefits of a veteran wife. pricks, posts, scans, standard. wednesday phone call. she misses — a…

Soggy. Their crab legs were always soggy. So odd that a creature of the sea with most of its time submerged in water could lose so much soaking in watery ice. Yet, I, who had not learned about intentional gratitude but had learned about hunger, looked forward to those Thursday…

I took her out of the box. She was beauty. I played with her every day. She was the better me. Kind, Maternal, Elegant. I think her name was Glenda. Mom kept all my Barbies in a back closet in her Zephyrhills, Florida trailer. Glenda, like the rest of my…

I slid down the white, patched, cold wall knowing no one would catch me. Through blurred vision and fever, I no longer saw the locked door but could sense the isolated trapping of me. I began to fervently whisper, spit, blurt my suffering begging the nothing to listen and help…