During the spring, flowers start to bloom. We have the opportunity to look at them and enjoy their beauty every day. But what we need to remember is that the beauty comes from being covered in dirt and manure. If the seeds are not covered - they will not have the nutrients to grow into beauty. The same can be said for us.... at times we get sh&% thrown on us too. And then this happens we get angry, depressed, frustrated - we fight it, What we need to remember is that without the bad we cannot appreciate the good and also become the beauty ourselves. There is a saying "Sh&% Happens" and it does. I am not saying you are going to like it, but you do need to understand that it will happen

Sometimes the best way from point A to point B is not the shortest path. Often we look for the quickest and simpilest way to achieve a goal - maybe due to time constraints or maybe due to fear and discomfort. Regardless - sometimes the twists and turns , the bumps and hills are still the best way. This week don’t look for the simple way. Challenge yourself. Use the path to teach you, to strengthen yourself and to enrich your growth. Who knows the twist and turns may be even more beautiful that you had imagined

At the turn of the century cod fish were in much demand on the east coast. News of this tasty fish spread across the country all the way to the west coast. There was however a problem. How could they get the fish across the country and still keep it fresh??? They tried to freeze the fish and send it by rail, the fastest means at the time. However, when it was prepared it turn out to be very mushy and lacked flavor. Then someone decided to ship the fish live turning railroad cars into huge saltwater aquariums. When the cod fish arrived they were still alive but when they were prepared they were still mushy and tasteless. After studying the cod fish someone discovered that their natural enemy

There is a poem by Rabindranath Tagore: Spring has gone, summer has past and winter is here And the song i have been meant to sing remains unsung for i have spent all my time stringing and un-stringing my instrument. This is a poem about time passing and not living fully. The key to this poem is that sometimes we get stuck in the planning that we never get to take the action that will make change and will bring us our true greatness. We get so focused on what we need to do, how we are going to do it....but we never actually make the time to take action. As a coach, I talk about planning and I do believe in the power of a plan - it gives us direction, purpose and allow us to live intentional