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Journal

  • In my boardroom, I am free to do what I love and, as a result, I produce my best work. This place of joy is my definition of success. It's not a big corner office with fancy furniture but, to me, it's much more distinguished and powerful than that. It's a place where big ideas flow, creativity thrives and personal growth happens. It's a long way from where I grew up.

  • Creativity does not form part of an agenda or a well-constructed plan. Creativity is an unexpected outpouring of ideas from the heart. It is a brush stroke, a dot, a word, a tempo that reveals a feeling of love. We are all creators when we are creating for love’s sake. It took me 40 years to appreciate the truth about creativity and how creativity flows from my heart to the outside world.

  • Pain is a process. Loss. Rejection. Betrayal. Loneliness. Whatever the cause, pain places us in an uncomfortable position and managing our emotions around it can be challenging. At times, we are so gripped by pain that we become stuck, immobile, and unable to help ourselves in the moment.

  • People who don’t know me well or haven’t known me very long often ask the question: Is your happiness real? They want to know if I am actually as happy as I appear to be every day. One day it hit me. I realized that perhaps some people think that my positivity is false. Maybe they think that I wear a mask of positivity to cover up for something negative. Because really, is anyone truly happy all of the time?

  • As a person who values connection as the highest measure of fulfillment, I made connection my life's work and my daily practice. Two years ago, I began exploring how we use joy, kindness, confidence and serenity to connect with our inner selves, our communities and our environment. In my experience, I found that by dedicating small amounts of time each day or week to these four virtues, we actively engage in a life of love and connection.

  • I learned to appreciate the value of moments when I lost valuable time with my parents. When I was nine years old, my dad left our family to start a new life. He never returned or stayed in touch. I had nine special years with my dad. When I was 13, my mom was hospitalized for a brain injury. She had attempted suicide and suffered brain damage from the incident.