Barbara Brooks created Flamingo Strategies LLC to help clients stand up and stand out, through telling and sharing their stories of impact and purpose.
Hacking Away at Happiness is her blog.
Why must we label our foibles as failures? There are so many ways it’s good to be bad. Why not have fun?
It takes work, but I believe we can learn to live comfortably in the middle way. AND we can also choose to do things the easy way.
By recognizing my choice as something other than failure, it came earlier and with more grace. But something else was different too...
I'm not scared. If I don't earn enough to feed the beast, I will change her diet or find new sources of food. Or both.
Since losing my steady income and free health insurance, I have also lost a lot of stuff. Stuff I didn’t really need and won’t replace. If abundance is such a blessing, why do we fritter it away?
A self-identified Former Misfit said it best: “The seemingly unbreakable cliques from 40 years ago were shattered and replaced with mutual respect and willingness to reach out to others.”
Today, on the eve of Yom Kippur, I’m picturing a massively thick Moleskine notebook. In it are the names of countless CEOs and workers, investors and entrepreneurs.
Sadly, managers rarely expect employees to contribute at the level of HABU. Rather, they say, "That's Sally's job," or "Swim in your own lane."
Today, parts of Miami are under water and miles and miles of sand have again eroded. Hurricanes are stronger now but so are we.
I get it now! I am client zero. And yet it is so easy to neglect my emotional and creative health.
With a good WiFi signal, work can be done from anywhere, but great work can only be done when the worker feels inspired.
Entrepreneurs launch when they have "minimum viability." So rather than planning or hoping for totality, I begin today with sufficient features to satisfy early adopters. That's you! Let me know what you think.
Out my window students balanced barefoot on slack lines between trees. I remembered feeling their joy. I envied them. I wondered if my best years were behind me.
