When I was young, I had no idea what I thought, felt, or wanted. Pressed for my opinion, I’d make an evasive or sarcastic comment instead of deciding what it…
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About ten years ago, I took my first vacation alone, a week-long bike tour in southern France. Despite my years as a traveling salesperson, I’d never liked going to the…
I found this list a while back and tucked it away in a folder. Lo and behold I rediscovered it and decided it needed to be shared. It’s a bit…
From an e-mail I received: I just went through a breakup again on Saturday. My 34th birthday. There were many things wrong. Mostly, yet again, I was giving it 100…
This fall, my friend Bridget Cooper invited me to write the forward for her book Feed The Need, which got me really excited. I mean, I love this saucy minx’s…
Walt and I are giving a talk one evening when I meet a woman who is interested in exploring a coaching relationship. She’s impressed by the way Walt and I…
When I was younger, I used to look to others, mostly men, to rescue me. I was convinced that, if left to my own devices, I would make some horrible…
This week, I found myself talking to some amazing women who had no clue that they’re amazing. When I asked them what they liked about themselves, or what they’re good…
You get to change your mind You get to make mistakes You get to vacillate You get to take your own sweet time You get to be angry, or hurt,…
Have I ever mentioned how much I love questions and comments? I do. Thanks again to Jessie for the inspiration for this post. Here’s what Jessie says: My [dating] challenge…
