The holiday season can be filled with excitement and wonder, gratitude and peace. But it can also be a time of overscheduled attempts at joy, more decadence than necessary, and an abundance of unwanted advice from people who may or may not be related to you.
You want to meet this woman. Kalia Garrido wears multiple hats; wife, mother, self professed heath geek, avid outdoors person and founder multiple companies. How did she get here? Drive and determination.
How we relate to food matters. In the United States we have a notoriously fraught relationship with food. We’re afraid of it and susceptible to fear tactics waged by companies (often with alternate agendas) warning us to about certain ingredients.
You’re going to a networking event. You signed up weeks ago thinking you’d be feeling good and energized and ready to meet strangers. The day has arrived and you’re suddenly feeling a little uneasy about it. Throughout the day you remind yourself “you’re going to this networking thing, you need to meet people to grow your business, don’t be such a pansy about it.”
As I was writing down my goals for 2018 earlier this year - some of which include substantially downsizing my things - I wrote the phrase “get rid of (or sell) my belongings” and it occurred to me what a weighty word ‘belongings’ is.
I'm not proud of it now, but I used to the Queen of the Rush. Not the good rush of goose bumps you get when you experience something awesome. Exactly the opposite, in fact. The rush through daily tasks. The rush through life.
Amid this new push for women to step into their power, there is still an elephant in the room: a shocking number of women feel confined or restricted by their lack of financial prowess.
The excitement of setting new goals is quickly tempered by the bland comfort of routine - especially if those routines are not healthy. 80% of new goals end in failure. People get stuck.
When I finally earned the $100K salary that I’d been working on for my entire career, I decided to quit my job. Don’t get me wrong - that job was great. Best I’d ever had. So what the hell was I thinking?