I'm terrified of public speaking. You wouldn't know it. You wouldn't see my pulse explode like lightning behind my eyes while the embodiment of my childhood self scaled a tree. You'd see a polished woman with a gleaming smile, a woman who appears as though she can’t be rattled. I'd pull it off. But I'm … Continue reading The Public Speaking Enigma — Stop Telling Women They Need More Confidence
There is a well I have fallen into it How ironic that I am encircled by wellness When the outcome is grave Perhaps if we cry We’ll reach the brim Perhaps if we descend as far as it goes We’ll overflow Cry dear friend As long as you must Time has no end But oceans … Continue reading On grief (a poem)
Two hundred and eighty-two days— The number of days she hummed on my back To the tune of B-flat and a black hole Fifty-seven octaves below middle C That's where I'd like to go for a swim, In star and moonshine Somewhere between your green-apple flesh In the taste of sugar lips and grapevine That's … Continue reading The Contortionist’s Spine (a poem)
I like to do all my writing naked. Here I am rolling around on a fluffy white rug reflecting on the ins and outs of gratitude, empathy, independent thinking, and the plight of humanity. Not. I do not write naked. And this is not me. Surprise! You're the feature of this piece and you're the … Continue reading Want to see me get naked? You have to promise not to like it.
"Pain + Reflection = Progress" –Ray Dalio As long as we learn to embrace one another, we will be all right. Maybe even great. I heard a lot of noise during this election and it buried and confused the issues for too many people. It's still unclear to me what happened that allowed our election … Continue reading Thoughts on the outcome of the US election
When I originally began writing a novel, I had not one but two job offers from interesting companies. Neither had anything to do with my creative pursuits, not directly. One was from a top IT consulting company. The other, a hedge fund, run by a geopolitical-economist billionaire and meditator known as the Steve Jobs of … Continue reading What Working for Two of the World’s Greatest Companies Taught Me About Life
Most of you wouldn’t take me for a biker. No, not a leather-jacket-wearing skull-and-cross-bones and tattoos biker, though if you knew me in college, I had a pierced nose and toured Rome on my uncle’s Harley.
Rocky is a highly curious person who wants to be exceptional. He has a question many people have. How can I be extraordinary? This is his story. __ I want to be the best version of me I can be. I want success, Rocky thinks. First things first, he studies hard and is admitted into a noteworthy college. Four years later he graduates with a degree in liberal arts. He is recruited by a reputable company. They have high revenues, distinguished clientele, and accomplished staff.