Category: It’s Personal

It's Personal Perspective

Back to bed

There was a period in my life where I practiced going to bed late and waking up early. During this time, I had convinced myself that less sleep would place me at a greater advantage for achieving success. What did it matter that I felt like crap? Somehow, I knew that all the “greats” I admired had achieved success by depriving themselves of this opposing luxury.

… Back to bed

It's Personal Short Story

The most

I didn’t have a conventional seat in the station wagon, those were reserved for my older siblings, not me, the youngest of seven girls. But, I made something out of my space and used a little creativity to make it the best passenger experience. This wasn’t considered anything special, my entire family had an exceptional talent for making something out of nothing.
… The most

It's Personal Perspective

Imagined

Over a brief period of time, I started to write down everything I consciously imagined.

Before this experience, I was unable to distinguish the difference between thinking and imagining. But, if my thoughts have a string to my brain, then my imagination has a string to my heart. 

… Imagined

It's Personal Short Story

Socks

It was the child’s first time in a dance studio. The wood floors, silver bars and tall mirrors captivated her. She was one of the few children selected to participate in the after school dance program. How did they know she loved to dance?

The instructor sat the children down in a circle, introduced herself and then politely asked the children to remove their shoes. The young girl panicked. If she removed her shoes, they would learn her secret.

… Socks

It's Personal

Presenter me

There is a version of me that is grounded and in the moment, then, there is “presenter me.”

Presenter me shows up more than I’d like to admit. But, I get it. She was star of the show for a long time and refuses to give up the lead role– We’re working on it though.

… Presenter me