Tag Archives: Change Stories
3 Reasons Why We Should be Kind, not Cool

3 Reasons Why We Should be Kind, not Cool

I’m sitting at my computer on a beautiful day, when the Beatles/Badfinger song “Come and Get It” comes on. I knock over my water and my yogurt in a frantic effort to skip the song on my Pandora station. I immediately feel nauseated and think that I might not hold down the yogurt I have [...]

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Top 10 Reasons I Love Life

Top 10 Reasons I Love Life

Holiday music brings introspection and makes me think about what I love most about life. I thought I’d take the time to share with you the top ten reasons I love life: My kids. They were started as a part of me and we spent years growing up together. Now they have turned into these amazing adults who have [...]

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Stories that Erase Us

Stories that Erase Us

I think all change begins with a sense of awareness. Individuals need to be aware of who they are and what they desire; corporations must be aware of the same thing. As I prepare for my year of change, I am working on my self-awareness. I struggle, like perhaps many of you do, to differentiate [...]

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What Propels a Change Journey?

What Propels a Change Journey?

If you did not read my blog from last week, I am pondering a “year of change” beginning November 1st. During this year I will be taking a new direction by starting in an old direction. . . I am going to journey back to me. Several people have contacted me about this year of [...]

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Want Change? Don’t Manage to Stories

Want Change? Don’t Manage to Stories

Once upon a time, there was a leader who could mesmerize a crowd. He would give his updates like the most eloquent of orators, claiming tremendous victories. Everyone admired him. Then, one day, a change warrior came to town. She recommended that people develop tracking that reflected true results. She observed this man’s team and [...]

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Irene and Dominoes

Irene and Dominoes

The crash came as I talked to my mom about the hurricane. My husband had gone to the front door to take the dog outside since Irene had been raging for twelve hours and it was supposed to be dissipating. My son had gone upstairs to his bedroom with a window that faced the front [...]

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Hands Down Leadership

Hands Down Leadership

My dad was in a hospital bed, gasping for the last few breaths he would experience on this earth. I watched him from a small distance, amazed by how unattached I felt to this body, this person, who had meant so much to me.

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