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May 26, 2009


It is interesting how things are unfolding. In the last two weeks I have done two large real estate deals and have two more in negotiation. I have learned that the alderwoman in my ward (municipal jurisdiction - not church) has cast her hat into the provincial arena which now opens up her spot. I have met with a few people who could be helpful in a campaign.

I was so bogged down for the last year with grief, mourning and all the yucky aspects of self-absorption. Some series of events have changed all that: after having talked to you, reading some insightful books, articulating what really matters to me and then listening to some very important lyrics to a song that felt especially and directly from Heaven. I am not yet what I want to be nor capable for being, but I am definitely on the road moving forward.

I'm fairly certain that finding my voice will be my journey. Because it will happen in the everyday. And it will be gradual. At midnight last night, I wanted to bend your ear. I thought about emailing. I blogged instead. I find your posts so compelling, because you're reaching out with open arms to embrace the need to be heard. As women, we do have that internal need to have others listen. We're also pretty good at multi-tasking and helping each other (systergy). You're brilliant. I feel honored to call you friend.

I'm excited to read from you and your guest bloggers next month. What a great idea!
It feels great to stretch and grow in ways that really matter personally, and then to have and offer support and systergy really kicks things up a notch. It's a great way to live. Thank you for helping me overcome doubt and self-imposed obstacles and being such an inspiration!

I think as women we get too used to defining ourselves by what we do. "I'm a teacher." "I'm a mother." "I'm a wife." "I'm a daughter." But on my very best days, I look into the mirror and I see none of the roles I assume, I only see myself as I am.

I work with a group of young women at church, and lately I've been trying to figure out how to give them the gift of being so comfortable in their own skins that they wouldn't trade places with anyone in the world. It is a process no matter how old you are!

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  • When I took a sabbatical from Wall Street to pursue a different dream and help others live theirs, I learned that women in the U.S. may be placated, even pampered, but because we aren't dreaming, we are also desperate and depressed. Drawing on a variety of sources, ranging from academic studies to pop culture, dare to dream encourages us to dream. And then to act on our dreams.


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