Budget retrenchment. 1982.
Another word for layoffs.
I was in that group of layoffs from a rather sweet job on the University of Minnesota, St. Paul campus. I’d been promoted — at a rather young age — and I had a “staff” of one.
Then I didn’t.
Remember the want ads in newspapers?
That’s where I found my entry into what I now know as network marketing.
I joined TransArt Industries, an accessory design company in Atlanta.
Art, color, creativity. Completely my thing.
It was easy; I built a team of others just like me and full fledged interior designers, lighting experts and more.
I had clients that wanted more. So I did all the things to be “legit.” I secured wholesale accounts with businesses that complimented each other.
Today, as I prepared for a B-roll photo shoot for a local consulting firm, I remember all this.
Early in my Interior Accessory Design career all the places to do business (buy the wallpaper, paint,...
Great conversation with Nicole. It was our first Instagram Live so we both made our way through the tech for the first time together.
Skip ahead to 2:00 minutes unless you delight in watching someone learning something for the first time! IG doesn't allow download and consequently I cannot edit!
Our conversation addresses TBI, concussion, natural healing, thyroid, inflammation and so much more!
View this post on Instagram
Today I had a call from someone who, when we were done said: Keep swearing, you make me smile.
You see, a few years ago now, my coach encouraged me to swear on occasion. Why? Because it really is who I am.
I don’t curse with blue streaks. It’s not crass. It’s just authentic.
I can honestly say that 98%+ of the responses are positive — usually in the form of a giggle or maybe even an outright belly laugh. I just don't hang out with the people who would get offended.
And from a brand position AND a personal one, those that are offended are not “my people.” Hence, why the percentage is super small of people who get their undies in a bundle.
I’ve been in a few rooms lately discussing brands/branding and all the rest. I’ve had people outright take my content/my writing as if it was their own. I’ve watched people try to emulate someone’s success but have fallen on...
Originally written during the "in between time" of Christmas / New Year holidays. Still relevant no matter what time of year you find yourself reading this.
This in-between time.
Some of us coast and chill our way through.
Others of us plant the seeds to ensure a stellar and impactful next year.
At every turn, every time we are at a choice point. Which road? Which choice? What option?
Is there a right or wrong?
Can you feel it?!
Depending upon a variety of influencing factors, there’s an aspect wanting to come forth to make the next choice.
Is there a right or wrong?
Personally, I don’t think so. The choice made results in a consequence and a learning experience for how we can do it differently next time.
What are you choosing to do in this in-between time? Who is knocking on your heart’s door wanting to be let loose? Will you answer? Yes? When? Now? After the calendar has turned the page into 2023?
I believe when we desire...
Many of us slide through the month of December. It’s easy to do that, thinking “I’ll start next year.”
The thing is if we plan a bit, dream a bit more and start now we hit January 1 with a bit of momentum.
Momentum at the beginning of the year will help you reach your desires sooner.
Are you ready?
What went well this year?
What did you accomplish that you are super proud of?
Where did you slack and now regret?
What gaps did you expose that you need to fill?
What are you fed up with that you are resolved to remedy in 2023?
On a scale of 1-5, with 5 being excellent, rate:
Your family life
Your relationship with yourself
Your relationship with Spirit
Rate yourself on any thing I may have missed but you feel is important
If you’re ready to work with someone who can help collapse the time it takes to achieve your goals, I’m ready if you are. From a more premium choice of a Quintessential VIP...
I just got back from what will probably be my last above 60 degree weather walk. It looks cold and gloomy outside, yet it’s 65 and a bit humid.
Things can look different than they really are.
Take Asea Redox for example. These are cell signaling molecules that can appear to be innocuous and to some overly cynical people a joke. Why? Because the ingredient list is super short: Water and sodium chloride.
Two ingredients put through a complex biotech 3 day process which results in life enhancing, age reversing results.
Are you familiar with my story!?
I found them when Zoe was diagnosed with a fatal, there’s nothing to be done diagnosis. Her response was immediate; I watched her change before my eyes. I wanted to play!
So I did.
I have chronicled my results via videos and blogs so I won’t repeat myself.
The latest, though, is my HAIR! Of all things, around day 100 I noticed my hair color was changing. And all I’d been doing with the magical molecules was...
Every child is an artist, until he's told he's not an artist ~ John Lennon
When I was in Junior High School I loved art. I loved to draw and do all kinds of creative art projects.
Then I was in Miss Williamson's art class.
She was called Big Red. She was a large woman with red hair.
And she had a real nasty streak (why do people like this WANT to be teachers?)
I had a friend in class and we were always yucking it up - and getting into trouble.
Then she'd separate us - and we'd still yuck it up and still get into trouble - only now it was across the whole room.
She told me I couldn't draw.
And I believed her.
It took years before I took art again. And I was forced to because it was required (!)... I hadn't taken art since that class with Big Red.
I took an art class from Bruce Larson in High School. He became my favorite teacher. He WAS a teacher and guide and allowed creativity in the classroom.
Who squashed your creativity? Your deepest desires? Is she longing to...
A visual timeline showing an unexpected change from enjoying the Asea Redox Cell Signaling molecules!
I thought it was my imagination. I started using the product with no expectation or having learned what I might expect. I just witnessed what happened to Zoe and I wanted to know how my body would respond.
If my hair color is changing before my eyes, imagine what's happening inside my body where it cannot be observed!
Imagine the possibilities for your own health!
I owe it all to Zoe.
After all, if it hadn’t been for her and her illness I would not have had the dream.
I see Asea as the gift she gave me. A parting gift, if you will. Her sacrifice, my gain.
Let me explain.
The morning I received her diagnosis, I saw a simple post on social media. A photo of the Asea Redox Cell Signaling bottle and 4 simple sentences.
It went into my subconscious as interesting. That’s it.
Later that same day I was given the bad news that Zoe’s body was full of growths. Inoperable. I was devastated. I had brought my sweet Zoe in for a well check and was given a death sentence.
I’d just “done this” with Grace (her surrogate...