Encouraging and equipping women over 60 to live their best life!
I wish you could watch the four plus hours of video I have of these amazing women telling their stories and answering my questions about life for women in America. I hope that reading my review of times with them gives you insight and, perhaps, changes your ideas about international students.
Abundance thinking is a mindset that believes opportunities, resources, and success are limitless and available to everyone. It is characterized by gratitude, optimism, and the belief that one person’s success doesn’t diminish opportunities for others.
Before I get started on today’s topic, I’ve got something exciting to share with you. Recently, I was interviewed on the Pony Tales Podcast where we went deep into my Southwestern days and how those experiences shaped everything I teach you today. If you’ve ever wondered where my passion for personal development, resilience, and breakthrough…
(Part 3 of Mini-Series on Breakthroughs) I’m going to share with you some of my real-life breakthroughs. I know one thing is true, if I can do it, you can too! A Quick Review A breakthrough is a moment of clarity when you see something differently. It brings a feeling of excitement because you know…
(Part 2 of Mini-Series on Breakthroughs) I’m excited to continue our discussion on the topic of breakthroughs. In fact, I believe they are a gift from God. Today, I’ll discuss what stops people from having a breakthrough and what helps them create the opportunity to achieve one. As I share these ideas, I encourage you…
You can make a difference. Commit to reach out, show you care, be on hand to listen, support and love the families who have lost so much. You may be the one light they have in the midst of a very dark and stormy sea.
Breakthroughs, I believe, are the ultimate payback for continuing to stretch yourself, being willing to be teachable, open-minded, and with the belief we can be better.
Last Sunday in church I sat in the general area where I typically sit. I looked two rows over where I spotted a friend of mine and waved hello. A few moments later two more ladies slid into the seats next to my friend, and I thought to myself, “That’s nice that they have each…
I wouldn’t be truthful if I said last year was easy, because it wasn’t. Every “first” was a hurdle, each solo experience bittersweet. For months, I felt as if a dense fog covered me as I waded through shock and struggled to move forward. Small tasks felt huge.
Sunday, I had the joy of singing in our choir Christmas presentation. This year was different. Jim wasn’t sitting in the men’s section. Unlike last year, when Jim remembered his music was still at home halfway there, I got to the church on time. After the presentation, I hugged my family, who were in attendance,…
