Life is about mindset, how you view things, and what you choose to … (fill in the blank). The greatest news anyone can ever hear is, “we get to choose!” We can believe, or not believe… it’s up to us.
Monthly Archives: September 2009
Pressure's Letter To Me…
I recently found a letter that Pressure wrote to me as I was learning the power I had over stressful situations. I wanted to share it with you.

Fear
FEAR. fear. Fear. f-E-a-R. feaR.
Habits Anyone?
My Dream~ Daddy's Little Girl
As I walked my little Logan this morning, I couldn’t help but to stare into the future, dreaming about what life may hold for her… the mental and emotional freedom I wish for her to experience. She’s daddy’s little girl, growing up so fast. Will she be strong, fearless, and willing to take chances when ‘they’ tell her to play it safe? Will she be a leader, paving the way for others to follow her example? Are these qualities with her from birth, or do we as parents take responsibility for instilling most of them?
(Quick addition to previous post)
A few readers have responded to my previous post, “They’re Unhappy… Trying To Make Us Unhappy” with the same argument, which I needed to reply to immediately. They said ignoring the people who continue to gossip about them would make their feelings bottle-up inside, eventually leading to a blow up.
They're Unhappy… Trying To Make Us Unhappy
“I can’t stand him… he always talks crap about me!”
I've Got Four Words For You…
As I begin this topic, I know what I want to say but not quite sure the tone I’m going to use. It’s the type of topic that drives me crazy, mainly because I feel it should be common sense for everyone, but unfortunately isn’t.
It Never Ends… EVER!

I received a text from a student of mine which stated, “Your last 3 blogs were lame! I already know that stuff.” (Oh, you little college freshman girl). She was half-kidding, but that means she was also half-serious. Because she’s heard my rants so often about figuring out what she wants, visualizing, and taking action, she thinks she’s got it! I know, I know… 18 year old girls know it all — then they turn into 40 year old women who know it all!
What Time Is It? Umm… Now!






