57 Things I Love About My Irish Hood

The crazy Border Collies laying in wait to chase our car just beyond the barn. The farmer on the hill who tells us jokes we can barely understand, what with his brogue being so thick. I’m pretty sure they all involve traveling salesmen and farmers’...

Your Story, A Chocolate Mess

So, here’s the thing. Most of us become coaches, speakers, or service professionals if you will, because we’ve had to solve a particular problem for ourselves. Through trial and error, we figured out the process required to get the desired outcome. Somewhere along the...

Why I loved wearing a headscarf

Whenever I tell someone I used to live in Iran, he or she asks me a few standard questions, the most common one being, “Did you have to wear a burqa?” In short, no, but I did have to wear hijab, in my case, a trench coat and a headscarf, which I loved. And...

3 Climbing Lessons

I climb high mountains. I’d like to offer you three lessons I’ve learned in the mountains; climbing lessons if you will. I’ve discovered over the years that there are many “mountains” in life. These lessons can be applied liberally. Lesson 1: There are many paths that...

You Will Die A Horrible And Painful Death

On Saturday, Walt and I hiked the Grand Canyon. We went down the South Kaibab trail to the bottom, meandered along the banks of the Colorado River, then headed back up to the top along the Bright Angel trail. It’s a pretty big day: roughly 17 miles total distance,...