Tag Archive: Communication


I have not been very “Consistently Persistent” lately.  In fact I have fallen off the wagon over the past couple of months.  I was so inspired when I started this blog and I was even more inspired when I built and started pitching my website (www.OurHealthyVillage.com …Check it out! 😉 ) back in March.  I thought I would be an automatic success and I would be able to blog about it, maybe write a book and do some talks and help others achieve their goals… And then I realized delays and set backs.  I basically ran out of money to live off of while I was getting my website out there.  As a result I have had to put things on the back burner and work towards other aims just to get by….

But “this morning I woke up feeling brand new, I jumped up, feeling my highs and my lows, in my soul and my goals…”  I love Talib Kweli!

I started the day off with a quick meditation and took a walk.  While I walked I was listening to a Seth Godin podcast and Tom Ziglar, Zig Ziglar’s son, was being interviewed.  If you have never heard any of Zig Ziglar’s talks, I highly recommend that you check him out, especially if you are a fellow entrepreneur.  Very motivational.  Anyhow, so Tom Ziglar mentioned an idea of his dad’s which was the idea of being consistently persistent.  I looked inward and asked myself if I was truly being consistently persistent.  Just the fact that I haven’t written a blog in months answers that question.  So here I am, giving it another shot.

The best part of where I am sitting right now is the fact that I have experienced a great set back and a huge disappointment after spending so much time talking myself and my ideas for the website up to where I thought it was going to be too easy.  It has been a good reality check, but at the same time, to tell myself that I won’t back down, that I want to make this work, that I AM going to make this work… I am going to work towards being consistently persistent and success will just follow!

Thanks for reading and have a great day! 🙂

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Who am I, anyway?!  It is strange to really look at yourself in the mirror and try to figure it all out.  This multi-fasited personality, all the strange facial expressions, the simple, little quirks that nobody but those closest to me pick up on.  The idiosyncrasies.  My grandmother’s earlobes.  The mood swings between my mother and father’s personalities.

It is amazing how we all keep a handle on the many different “I am’s” hanging out in our minds at all times.  Every personality, ready to perform it’s duty right when the situation calls for it.  The expressions that go along with that particular personalty, and my mother’s voice clearly making itself known in a slightly haunting way.

How and why did I pick these particular traits?  They have all served me and have worked against me throughout my life experiences.  I’ve offended a few more than I’d like to admit, thanks to my dad’s obscene sense of humor.  I have lost jobs over my mom’s quick wit and edgy ability to talk down to a supervisor.  On the flip side, I have entertained more than I have offended and I have come a long way as a leader and soon to be business owner, all thanks to these traits that my parents have bestowed upon me.  Thanks to my genes, like my Aunt Leona, I have to pencil my eyebrows in everyday (the redheads in the family do not have eyebrows).  Thanks to my Aunt Edna I have a wicked witches cackle for a laugh, but I have been told it is a contagious cackle.  When I am debating global political or economic conditions I scrunch my forehead and contort my face in to the most sincere “eat shit” glare that I picked up from my brother.

Over time, I realized that it was not the traits individually that was the problem, but rather the way I use them collectively.  I have been practicing my entire life and continue to work towards perfecting my delivery.  The way I synchronize my actions, the tone and pace of my voice, and the look in my eyes.  In one instant I have the look of my dad’s eyes when he’s telling a hilarious story about what it was like growing up with 12 siblings in North Dakota.  And then suddenly I have the look of my mom’s eyes when she is offering some kind and sound advice.  When I orchestrate my communication skills in proper fashion, I have found that the catch phrases of past friends and lovers become very effective in getting my point across.

So who am I and where did my “I am” come from?… It came from all the beautiful people that have crossed my path.  It came from both nature and nurture.  And I am thankful for the people who made me who I am. 🙂

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