I joined Toastmasters International a little over ten months ago. My reasons for joining were so that I can become a more effective and persuasive leader. It was a suggestion of my Chief Information Officer (CIO) as I was having some difficulty with corporate politics. So far I have given three speeches and the feedback… Continue reading Toastmasters International
Tag: life
Shattered Dreams
Like the rest of the world, I have had dreams that have died and ripped holes into my heart. It hurts when your dreams can be destroyed by single moments or the inability to perform. The world is filled with people who tell you “if you work hard enough, your dreams can come true.” There… Continue reading Shattered Dreams
When the door won’t open, try another way in.
Imagine with me. You are at point A and you want to get to point B. You map out your path and know all the stops you'll need to make as you strive towards your destination. You pack everything you know you will need and carry around an open mind because you are aware that… Continue reading When the door won’t open, try another way in.
Drive your own dream
As I prepare to self-publish my second novel, I realize how I let my indolence (mostly sluggish because of my ignorance in the indie author process) control my attitude towards reaching towards my dream. For my first novel release, instead of giving into my excitement and learning the process for myself, I allowed someone else… Continue reading Drive your own dream
Time
I purchased the book The Traveler by Daren Simkin, some time ago, while looking for some books for my kids. In the story, a guy named Charlie was afraid of losing his time so he packed it away to try and save it. He didn't realize that by trying to save his time, time continued… Continue reading Time
Regret, not.
I had a moment last week when I felt invisible. It took me back to when I was younger, and I wondered why I didn't have many friends. I always thought something was wrong with me. I occasionally still go through the motions of feeling sorry for myself, asking myself what it is about me… Continue reading Regret, not.