Find your humor and genius and soar! I am excited to bring you an installment of Four4Soaring, with the intent of sparking new ways to look at and approach life, tackle the changes we are faced with, and exercise our collective growth mindset as we grow. “A sense of humor is part of the art... Continue Reading →
Hi Soarers! I just wanted to give everyone a heads up that I have been dabbling with recording podcast versions of the blog. The podcast can be found on multiple platforms where podcasts are available like Spotify. I am using an app called Anchor and my iPhone to create the podcasts and right now they... Continue Reading →
I write two blogs. This one and one for work. This one is called Four4Soaring, as you know, and the one at work is called Friday Food For Thought. I suppose, something about "F" sounds and the word "for" just speak to me. I think it is because I do my best to be "... Continue Reading →
So we bought this thing called a “flocked tree” and I was thinking...someday I would love to Meet the Flockers. Who are these people that put flock - some sort of glue like substance that mimics snow- on the trees? I decided to build a set of questions to ask about these mysterious creatures and... Continue Reading →
Some months ago I wrote a story about my grandfather and how he taught me how to be full of CHIT: Curious | Humble | Intentional | Teachable. Today, I want to talk about this World War II veteran and how he has lived a life as a gritty hero, not just of World War... Continue Reading →
My friends, what I have now realized is that those sunk costs had me sunk. I was drowning in them. I was mired in a morass of my own self-absorption, intent on getting and keeping...
There is a hilarious image I have in mind of a cartoonish, slightly more balding version of me, giving myself a Homer Simpson slap on the forehead and exclaiming "DOH!" as I think back on just how many things I got wrong as I was growing up. For instance....
Before I got past my biases of what Easter was about, it was just another holiday where I got to eat all my kids leftover chocolate. Now, I still dip into the chocolate, but I have a renewed way of looking at it. I now have a new language for Easter.
1 part 80's or 90's TV star - preferably B or C list (sometimes they double this) 1 part lovely single woman who has experienced tragedy, loss and/or heartbreak (or is just profoundly misunderstood by her current boyfriend who is either completely milk toast (or just mean to waiters) 1 part dreamy or dashing single... Continue Reading →