]]It's easy to dismiss The Secret as new-age psychobabble, but I don't think it is. My life is living proof of so many of the important life concepts in this video clip. There's a lot of truth in the law of attraction...the power of our thoughts....the power of gratititude...the need to take action . . .
I suppose if I were really contemporary, I'd think podcasting was a great new marketing medium. I know there are people at my office who would think this is Old School and that I am out of touch. But I think of podcasting like I think of those audio business information segments that airlines sell. . . .
You really can't be around mid-life women much without the concept of "self-esteem" coming up. Men have the same issues, but they don't really talk about them. For men, self-esteem is usually tied to their professional image, but for women, it's almost completely tied to their appearance and how . . .
We questioned everything in the 60s and 70s, but in the new millenium, it seems like a lost art. I'm reminded of it after talking to a friend who's having a crisis of faith, and as I gingerly get to know faith and trust, myself. I don't think it's such a bad thing to question most things, including . . .
The other day I ran across a tshirt I'd bought on one of the High Tech Exec and my wine country trips. It proclaims It's all about me. After spending time with some of the self-focused people we knew in California, we'd always joke, "Enough about me, let's talk about me." So it made me think . . .
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In September, I'm heading to northern Italy to stay at Baur B&B, the one run by my dear sister-friend, Diana. See her blog, Creative Structures, link on my home page.Last night at dinner with friends, I had a delicious Merlot. It got my imagination going. Besides having idyllic accommodations, . . .
The world's a mess. People like Madoff make me sick. Our financial institutions are corrupt. So is our government.I have something like this hanging in my Tampa house and I just thought it was fair warning for a Sunday. . . .
Way back in mid-November, a genie appeared. He told me that I would be faced with the greatest gamble of my life. That if I took it, nothing would be certain; I could have everything, or I could be left with nothing but myself.Faced with this kind of Hobson's choice, I took time to consider its . . .
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