You’ve heard the big lie. I heard the big lie. Heck, I’ve even told the big lie. And I realized, it is a lie…a story we told ourselves long ago that we believe today. A story we don’t challenge because we can’t see another way. I am sorry I bought into this myth. I have evolved my thinking and I want you to as well.
There are only so many dollars available for philanthropy and we need to get the biggest slice possible.Read More
I talked to Sarah Javier, executive director of APA, about the results of the campaign, how they handled the inevitable complaints and what’s next for the campaign.Read More
A few weeks ago, holding down a barstool and taking in some sports on TV, I met Justin. His story of pain, addiction redemption and the need to share your truth made me believe in humanity and the power of being a Courageous Communicator.Read More
I am starting a revolution. Join me.
As nonprofit leaders, staff, consultants and supporters: Let’s stop operating from a place of scarcity and fear. Let’s operate from abundance and confidence.Read More
I just watched a 9-minute video of Anderson Cooper debunking Donald Trump Jr.’s assertion that Cooper staged a shot of himself standing in waist-deep Hurricane Florence floodwaters to make President Trump look bad. Cooper showed that the photo in question was from a video clip of Hurricane Ike in Texas circa 2008. Cooper admitted in the video that he usually doesn’t address his critics but this time he felt called to do so, especially because the cameraman shown in the video died a year ago.Read More
There are two distinct personality types in my family, derived from our parents. My mom was a keep-it-close kind of person, not too keen on showing or sharing feelings. My dad was a heart-on-your-sleeve type of guy. If he had a feeling, you were going to know it, be it joy, sorrow or even anger.Read More
One day I was talking to my therapist about my fear of criticism, and how I thought it was keeping me from my goals. She said, "Praise and criticism are the same thing." And that sounded absolutely ridiculous. How can something that makes you feel so good and something that makes you feel so bad be the same thing?Read More
Three weeks ago my 19-year-old left home in the middle of the night, without a word to anyone, and drove 13 hours to Virginia Beach to meet a man he met online. A week later, after a lot of panic and tears on my end, and some frank talk on his end, he came home a she.Read More
I am in the middle of what I like to call my midlife adventure. I have to say, I am crushing it. I dyed purple in my hair, got my first tattoo and also did something very bold: I joined a burlesque school. Yes I decided that my new hobby would be taking my clothes off for people.Read More
In September of 2011, when I was still madly in love with my local football team (before my bitter divorce and my football ex's subsequent move to Los Angeles), the best day of the year was opening day.