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Failing Up

There is only one ‘F’ word we fear as business people The thing about life is we don’t ever know when we will succeed or when we will fail. Yes, I’ve said it. The most difficult F word we try to avoid as business people is Fail. Its considered a negative word and one which should be replaced by a few words or phrases, such as “ it was an interesting period”, “ we did the best we could based on the circumstances”, or maybe we can simply say, “it was the result of an unexpected challenge.” Well let me change the way we admit when defeat happens. I failed. I thought I had all my bases covered, thought the challenges would eventually be overcome. I failed to prepare for the possibility I would need an exit strategy sooner than expected, and one day I had a head on crash. Of course after the fact, there are many things I could have done better. At the time though, when the walls were closing in survival was not as important as not failing. That ‘F’ word happened but I gain...

Cry…let the hero take a seat!

Mr. Achilles and my heel! I had to see a new doctor today for an evaluation. I’m just so tired of having to rehash  November, 2014. I’d like to forget it. Every time I think I’ve crossed that bridge, someone asks that innocent question – so tell me what happened? Yes, big girls cry. Big men cry to. Crying children get lots of cuddles and support. Us, big folks, we try to go undercover, with the sunshades, or silly excuses.  Sometimes we get a cuddle, or that look that says, “grow some balls, you’re too big to still cry.” Avoidance may not be the solution but I’m not sure rehashing the past over and over makes any sense . Hmm, but why the tears, I wonder. I like being considered strong, fierce, and kickass capable of fixing anything. How do you move from the flying hero zone to the flipside of a small sentence. Whatever happened to my resilience, bouncing back, more than a cat with nine lives. Hmm, I’m guessing  Mr. Achilles found my heel and took great pleasur...

Just Thinking out loud - Control

Random Thoughts Blogging has been for me, a way to share as much as I know with the rest of the world. These are my thoughts and examples from my own experiences, so I guess you can say - Dwordslayer shares a real person! There are days I need encouragement to read, and then there are moments when comforting, interaction exchanges matter. Right now, at this very moment, my 'happy' wants to jump out, but its being held by somethings I can't fully control. Today, I'd like to talk about the things which I can't control and how blogging has helped me get to this point of healing a broken body. Musical mind There is a song for every feeling. Every mood and nuance of life has rhythm. Just imagine how you feel when you're excited and listen to the matching sound which fills you at the thought. I can feel a dose of Salsa filling me with excitement, and immediately it reflects my feelings. (Conga - Gloria Estefan) Now imagine , fear, sadness and pain. F...

Another Milestone...

To all my readers and followers... I've been off  for a while. Had not written, and though I tried to keep up with my reading, the challenges seemed to block even the thing I love so very much - writing and sharing with my global audience. I have quite a bit to publish over the next month. Seems I'm slower than usual, but this 'wordslayer 'is a fighter, a warrior, and I will keep pressing forward! It's been a long four weeks . Time has passed and so too the challenges which came during the time. Challenges come into our lives to prove us, and not to harm us. Yes, there are moments when it seems the climb up the mountain of life is steep, but looking back it was quite flat - it was the perception of my capabilities which needed to be changed. Change does not come from simply saying positive things - but that is a start. It comes from every action taken, moving closer to the challenge and away from the fear. Today, I pray that we can all heed the call of the...

The Better Me - I'm not a turtle but kissing works!

Speedy & Zai My good friend and her niece took me to the beach earlier this year, to cheer me up. Giving me the sun, sea and sand is a great gift which is alwa ys appreciated. Zai has a turtle she got from a pet shop about a year ago, and named him Speedy because he moves very fast for a turtle. She is only seven years old but very wise. I recall her obsession with showing Speedy the beach but keeping him in his pretty cage to keep him safe from this natural habitat. 'The ocean will sweep him away and he will get hurt", was her reasoning in not letting him out. He stayed in his 'gilded castle'but was quite excited by everything happening  around him. She wants to set him free, when she thinks he can make it on his own. She loves him and does not wish for the world to hurt him. Therein lies thoughts of survival of those loved and cared for. Life misses  - Sometimes we keep ourselves and those we love in our own gilded cage for safety. We can provide all w...