Motivation

Why Being Chronically Busy Doesn’t = Productivity

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Why Being Chronically Busy Doesn’t = Productivity

Productivity often feels better when we’re going at warp speed, but manic levels of workaholic loads come with a price. Here’s what I’ve learned in a crash course of Go! Go! Go!: What comes up, must come down. At the end of our long day, what we could all use more of is a little something called balance. Read the rest of this entry »

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Minimalism For Success: Why Little Wins Count!

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Minimalism To Success: Why Little Wins Count

Caution: This post contains purposed run-on sentences and fragments. Grammatical freaks read at your own peril.

Having a minimalist approach to success means understanding how to quantify your wins. Success is often measured on a large scale, but you don’t have to win the Nobel Prize to feel like a winner. Read the rest of this entry »

#InternationalWomensDay: 10 Interesting Female Facts You Might Not Know! #PressforProgress

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Dedicated to Women Worldwide

When I think about the difference between women and men, the first thing that comes to mind is childbirth. But, there are many fascinating facts about women that I bet you didn’t know.

March 8 is International Women’s Day. In honor of IWD, here are 10 female facts you likely aren’t aware of: Read the rest of this entry »

Goals & Reflections: I’m Not Quite There, But I’m Not Where I Was!

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Goals & Reflections: I’m Not Quite There, But I’m Not Where I Was!

December is a perfect time to reflect as we enter into the New Year. Whenever it comes to goals, most of us can say that we’re not quite there. While there are rare individuals that can boast that every area of their life is absolutely perfect, it’s not common. Read the rest of this entry »

Self-Respect Means Knowing What Love Is & What Love Is Not

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Self-Respect Means Knowing What Love Is & What Love Is Not5 years ago…

My face hit the floor, as I was literally brought to my knees, begging and pleading with snot and tears running down my face. I might as well have been kissing his feet, and all to make him reconsider ending our marriage.

The response I received started as an arrogant scoff that accumulated into explosive laughter. He rolled his eyes at me with not an ounce of sympathy or concern and mockingly spit out, “Get up off the floor and stop making a fool of yourself.” Read the rest of this entry »