What is a Sabbatical? According to Wikipedia, a ‘sabbatical’ is a lengthy, intentional break from a career. A sabbatical can be a beautiful thing. I should know, I’m on my second one. However, before you tell your boss to shove it, I would encourage you to do some homework first. There are no shortcuts. Why A Sabbatical? Some people want a break, not necessarily from employment but the circumstances stemming from employment: bad management, unethical values, no work-life balance, overall dissatisfaction, etc. As much as companies expect it, we are not machines. And most of us don’t want to work… Read More »CONSIDERING A SABBATICAL? HERE’S HOW TO GET THERE.
Dear Trump-Supporting Republicans:
The headline is spot on. You have been DICKs. You’ve had every chance to stand up for what was right. You had the opportunity to be on the other side of that coin: You could have been RICKs.
ARE YOU A GOOD PERSON? When I was a kid, I admired Mother Teresa. She helped the poor and the sick, and she was an international symbol for Catholicism. Now, as an adult, I realize that she poses somewhat of a challenge because of her extreme religious views and how she worked towards accomplishing someone else’s narrative – not always in the best interest of her fellow human beings (especially women). Nonetheless, she will make an excellent subject for this article since I will compare my goodness to hers. Additionally, like most of us, she must have had the best… Read More »ARE YOU A GOOD PERSON?
THINGS I LEARNED FROM THE OCEAN Sometimes, we are asked if we are either beach or mountain people. I’d like to think that I’m both. In North Carolina, when you refer to mountains, it really means the Blue Ridge Mountain Range with all its awesome trees and small—do I dare call them—peaks. I love the mountains for the privacy, serenity, and quiet. Surrounded by trees, I can feel myself become part of nature. I can listen to the rustling of the leaves, feel a slight breeze caressing my face, watch a bug fly by as if in greeting, the sun… Read More »THINGS I LEARNED FROM THE OCEAN
Break-Up or Make-Up? When Family, Friends, and Acquaintances Spread Disinformation on Social Media I got attacked on social media. It finally happened. It was something I had purposely tried to avoid for the longest time. There were many reasons I did not want to get into a debate (really, more like a pissing match) with someone on Facebook. For one, having launched a business recently, I tried to stay away from politics. And it was not politics that started it. Unfortunately, “making a point or commenting” on anything these days means taking a political side. My business was new and… Read More »BREAK-UP OR MAKE-UP?
PARENTAL VISITS AND THE ART OF LETTING (THEM) GO Author’s note: This was originally written in 2018 when I reflected on my parent’s visit to the United States in the realization that they will not be around forever. Considering how all of our lives have changed with Covid-19, I wanted to reiterate the importance of family and how we cannot take our loved ones for granted. Now is the time to draw strength from your memories. We all must have faith that there will be future get-togethers in a safer world. Yet we must also realize that we may never… Read More »Parental Visits And the Art of Letting [Them] Go
I just started listening to my first audiobook. I picked Brittney Cooper’s “Eloquent Rage” – a book about a black feminist discovering her superpower – for several reasons: I had never read a book by a black author, and I wanted to hear a female author narrate her own memoir since I have ambitions to do the same with mine. I’m embarrassed to admit that I have never read a book by any black author. Looking at my library (electronic and physical) makes me whiter than Snow White. “Eloquent Rage” will be the first of many more to come. There’s… Read More »White Women – What Gives?
HELLO, I’M… DICKLESS! I’m a woman. I was born that way. But there’s more to being dickless. It was mostly men who tried to define who I was. And men tried to define who they did not want me to be. As a woman in corporate America, I quickly became familiar with the term dickless. The exclusion factor—based on the lack of one (attached-at-birth) penis—is so openly and purposefully executed—that we all seem to have accepted it as the normal status quo of our work environments. Nonetheless, I decided to accept my dicklessness. I’m not ashamed of being a woman.… Read More »Hello, I’m…