I was hiding in a cave. Literally. Trying to figure out the mystery of physics equations. It was 6pm, and I had been up and running for 12 hours at this point. The walk…
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6am. I’m barely awake as I slowly unfold my yoga mat, take a sip of my orange flavored glass of water and put on my lululemon bra, getting ready for my morning practice. Looking…
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When I was a kid, I wrote a song. Let’s say it was a one-hit wonder. Never made it to the album, nor lead to a second one. With all my 7 year-old seriousness,…
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Grit is the number one factor for success. Not IQ, not emotional intelligence, neither good looks nor physical health. Grit. “Grit is passion and perseverance for very long-term goals. Grit is having stamina. Grit is sticking…
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Was making eye contact in yoga class. Me, in down dog, butt right up in the air. Geez, can’t you find another time? Or worst, at the grocery store, while I was trying…
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The pressure was on. The big day was coming. When I was young, we called it the Saint Marianne’s week. A whole week with parties, one for every group of friends I had, plus…
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Telling stories is my shit sandwich. If you feel as keen about your craft, your business or your creative endeavor as I am about words and sharing the love, and are looking for some…
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Who says we’ve got this right to live when others are dying so young. It’s not a right, it’s a privilege. …
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Bixiing my way to September’s Creative Morning. Running late, as one does on a Friday morning (couldn’t resist that chocolate protein shake with bananas and heavily buttered toasts – a girl needs to fuel…
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It cost me a little under 2K to realize that the dream I’ve been holding on to for years at this point might actually be more of a nightmare. As glamorized as it is…
