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It’s Time To Tune In


Give me a "Q" Give me a "U" Give me an "E" Give me another "E" Give me an "N" What does that spell? "QUEEN!" Did you spell it with enthusiasm? Did you spell it thinking of yourself as the object of the cheer or was there another woman that came to mind? *Kindly replace with "KING" for our male readers.   Are you your own greatest cheerleader? Are you lending a voice to the praises, the compliments, the positivity that swirls around you? After all if you have started to be careful little eyes what you see, be careful little feet where you go...

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The Sisterhood of Suits & Stilettos


I once read an article that burned down the corporate ladder principle in favour of a jungle gym. It posited that the road to professional success was less about clearly defined rungs reaching up to the sky, as it was about bars moving both vertically and horizontally which you climb in your own unique design. Even in such a short time my definition of success has changed, evolved, and expanded to agree with this jungle gym theory. The longer we work the more we realize that our definitions of success are flexible and adaptable –...

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Every Little Thing Is Gonna Be Alright

Woman lying on a lounger by the pool at the hotel. Girl at travel spa resort pool. Summer luxury vacation.

  ‘If it is not going to matter in 5 years do not worry about it for more than 5 minutes.’   I came across this phrase about 29 months ago and fell in love. In the past I had a tendency to worry about things. I define worry as ‘obsessing over a particular situation and considering for an immense amount of time possible outcomes (mostly negative) and how they might affect one. This activity is accompanied by inaction and other symptoms: tense shoulders, tight jaw, getting lost in one’s thoughts, and an inability to live in the present...

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Desperate in the Oasis (part 4)


“Please Jasmine, just let me explain,” Laurent begged, desperately.   Laurent closed the gap between them and picked up the broken shards from the bowl that had fallen when Jasmine tripped. She stowed them safely under a nearby shrub and came back to where Jasmine was still frozen in place. Then she knelt down and wiped away the congealed porridge on Jasmine’s feet with the hem her robe. She looked up at Jasmine, eyes glistening with tears and pleading for understanding.   “My dearest friend,” she tried again, her voice cracking.   Jasmine sighed a deep sigh and reached down to...

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Deserted in the Oasis (Part 2)


The sun was high in the sky by the time Jasmine regained consciousness. She sat up slowly squinting while she rubbed the sand grains off her face and forearms. She looked around again, dismayed that all her hard work over the last week had been ruined by what was indeed a sandstorm. The temporary shelter she had erected was  scattered everywhere, sand grains had encroached on the space she had meticulously cleared and swept and most importantly that which she had feared had come upon her.   When Jasmine had seen five horses carrying men wearing white robes with...

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A Desert in the Oasis (Part I)


Once upon a time there lived a young lady who was a nomad. Her name was Jasmine and today was her birthday. It was more significant than any other birthday because Jasmine had reached the “age of maturity” and therefore certain protocols had to be observed. Today was the day she prepared to separate from her entire family. Based on their nomadic culture Jasmine was required to become fully independent no later than two moons after this particular birthday. Over the course of her lifetime her family had relocated every five years, this fifth move...

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A Prayer for Our Daughters


Dear Daughter You are not defined By man-kind You are you Every inch precious Every pound profound Every bit beautiful Ever so sound . . You are perfect Every stretch a story Every mark glory Every scar perfectly placed Every mole and dimple Irreplaceable . . As you rise And take your place On the Throne custom made Just for your frame Sound activated By the song of your soul Feet firmly placed Toe to sole Sat on your throne Pursuing your goals While all in all, wholly whole I pray that you will do one thing...

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