Did you ever have one of those moments when you are completely aware of how much you DON’T know about a particular subject… when you thought you knew a lot?
Maybe you were sitting at the board room table making a presentation that you prepared for tirelessly… and with one question from the audience – you’re set back. You realize that you don’t know nearly as much as you thought you did. Have you ever met that person who has made you reconsider what you know about a subject? I met that person recently. His name is cancer.
Let’s pause for a second. I don’t think this blog post is going to go where you may expect it to. “Live life to the fullest, you never know what second might be your last.” “Dream as if you’ll live forever, live as if you’ll die today.” While all of these sayings I believe in and fully endorse, I cannot say that this diagnosis, or any experience I’ve had has given me the credibility or reason to exclaim them. Now, I do not know what lies in the future, but at this moment, I will take deep breaths and remain fully optimistic.
On Monday, someone very close to me was diagnosed with Lymphoma. Lymphoma is a cancer that begins in the lymphatic cells of the immune system and presents as one or more solid tumors of lymphoid cells. Your lymph nodes are responsible for fighting infections. Life is so ironic.
It’s no secret that I teach Zumba classes (a fitness class). I teach this class in 4 different health and fitness centers. I have had health and wellness articles published in industry newsletters, online and distributed to many people. Sometimes I tweet information and advice and label them with the hash tag “health.” Until a few days ago, I was completely comfortable that I knew how to advise people on how to take care of their bodies. There’s so much more to this subject, that I … just don’t know.
How much do you need to know in order to know a lot? How much do you need to know in order to know the most? This is an opinion that many do not share with me, but I feel that acting as, and considering yourself an expert on a topic shuts you off from learning. I truly hope you never label yourself an “expert” unless you would prefer to know no more or unless you are playing Guitar Hero. There are perspectives everywhere. There are lessons and points of view. There are stories and examples. The smallest comment in the board room or the biggest medical diagnosis will always make its way to you. Being open to these instances and expecting the unexpected will only build your character.
The road ahead – for all of us – is and SHOULD BE filled with constant questioning and new experiences. It will be tough at times. And some situations will be unfamiliar and challenging. And frankly – I’m scared as hell. I know very little about what my family is about to experience and I’m not sure I’m ready. But I do know - that I WILL know - a little more at the end. And, I will in the meantime do what I do best - continue with my constant optimism and jokes of poor taste.
Climb up over the top.
Survey the state of the soul.
You've got to find out for yourself whether or not you're truly trying.
Why not give it a shot?
Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up
Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside of you
- Jason Mraz
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
But Would They Flash If You Asked?
Just about a week or two ago, I witnessed something on my 35 minute commute to work. This commute of mine is primarily charted on the Garden State Parkway. Any of my New Jersey readers know what this particular trail can look like during any rush hour. For those of you who don’t, you probably drink less than me at night.
This morning, I reached some congestion far before I normally did. I muttered a few expletives at the possible broken down vehicle, construction site or man mowing the lawn and waited it out. I couldn’t believe what I saw when I got there.
A goose was WALKING across the Garden State Parkway… during morning rush hour.
…((Time Warp: When I first got my driver’s license, I was driving down a side street by my house when I noticed a police man following closely behind. The second I took my eye off the rear-view mirror, I noticed a chipmunk about to run in front of my car. I said, “DON’T DO IT!” … but he did it. I slammed on my breaks to avoid Chip and Dale and the police man skidded up onto the curb to avoid hitting me. Needless to say, he flashed his lights and pulled me over. Sweating, I watched him approach my window. I couldn’t figure out which square was my registration, which was my insurance and which one I was supposed to give him anyway. To my surprise – he said, “Don’t worry – I would have done the same thing” and walked away.)) …
Right in front of me, this goose was walking across the Garden State Parkway.
Please imagine my stress at the site of this goose. But see – that was the thing. I was far more stressed out than the goose was. This friggin’ thing, confident as all hell, held his head high and patiently timed his moves across the 4-laned highway. Sometimes he walked, sometimes he ran and sometimes he stopped. One woman stopped her car behind him and put on her flashers. This woman actually got out of her car (on the Garden State Parkway, during rush-hour, in a hole, in the floor, of the bottom of the sea) to aid his journey to the other side. The whole time I just kept saying to myself, “doesn’t he know he can fly?”
But, it’s true. Sometimes we don’t realize we can fly. Sometimes, because of circumstances (whether they are the economy, health, injury, tragedy, etc.) we are temporarily unable to fly. Sometimes, all we can do is hold our heads high, muster up all of our confidence, all of our will-power, be patient with timing and just MOVE FOWARD.
As demonstrated by the goose thought-leader himself, it also helps to surround yourself by the right people. Take a look at who you surround yourself with. You are a product of your environment. When it’s go-time, when you have to really give it all you got… are they going to be 15 minutes late for work and get out of their car on the Parkway and put their flashers on for you? Because there are times you are going to need people with patience. I know this. Find some of these people. Oh – and if you’re anything like me, you will be happy to know… he made it across and into the woods.
Lucky for me I know many of these people. I live with one, work with them at WithumSmith+Brown, dance with them during Zumba classes and choose them as friends. So please don't be offended if I wonder if you'd flash for me. I just returned from the Association of Accounting Marketing Summit in Washington, DC. It was my first time and here, I had the opportunity to meet so many of these people. I cannot tell you how refreshing it was to surround myself by people who deal with the exact same things I do on a daily basis. Accounting Marketing is a pretty specific niche and I am completely energized by the group of people I met. Check out the organization. AAM
So get down with your professional-development self, hold your head high and rock that confidence – it looks good on you. Don’t be afraid to step out of your comfort zone to find some flashers. That being said - I will tell you this: If you come back wearing beads around your neck or if I catch you playing Frogger on the freeway, I am going to suggest that you completely misunderstood this post.
Until next time, many high-fives.
This morning, I reached some congestion far before I normally did. I muttered a few expletives at the possible broken down vehicle, construction site or man mowing the lawn and waited it out. I couldn’t believe what I saw when I got there.
A goose was WALKING across the Garden State Parkway… during morning rush hour.
…((Time Warp: When I first got my driver’s license, I was driving down a side street by my house when I noticed a police man following closely behind. The second I took my eye off the rear-view mirror, I noticed a chipmunk about to run in front of my car. I said, “DON’T DO IT!” … but he did it. I slammed on my breaks to avoid Chip and Dale and the police man skidded up onto the curb to avoid hitting me. Needless to say, he flashed his lights and pulled me over. Sweating, I watched him approach my window. I couldn’t figure out which square was my registration, which was my insurance and which one I was supposed to give him anyway. To my surprise – he said, “Don’t worry – I would have done the same thing” and walked away.)) …
Right in front of me, this goose was walking across the Garden State Parkway.
Please imagine my stress at the site of this goose. But see – that was the thing. I was far more stressed out than the goose was. This friggin’ thing, confident as all hell, held his head high and patiently timed his moves across the 4-laned highway. Sometimes he walked, sometimes he ran and sometimes he stopped. One woman stopped her car behind him and put on her flashers. This woman actually got out of her car (on the Garden State Parkway, during rush-hour, in a hole, in the floor, of the bottom of the sea) to aid his journey to the other side. The whole time I just kept saying to myself, “doesn’t he know he can fly?”
But, it’s true. Sometimes we don’t realize we can fly. Sometimes, because of circumstances (whether they are the economy, health, injury, tragedy, etc.) we are temporarily unable to fly. Sometimes, all we can do is hold our heads high, muster up all of our confidence, all of our will-power, be patient with timing and just MOVE FOWARD.
As demonstrated by the goose thought-leader himself, it also helps to surround yourself by the right people. Take a look at who you surround yourself with. You are a product of your environment. When it’s go-time, when you have to really give it all you got… are they going to be 15 minutes late for work and get out of their car on the Parkway and put their flashers on for you? Because there are times you are going to need people with patience. I know this. Find some of these people. Oh – and if you’re anything like me, you will be happy to know… he made it across and into the woods.
Lucky for me I know many of these people. I live with one, work with them at WithumSmith+Brown, dance with them during Zumba classes and choose them as friends. So please don't be offended if I wonder if you'd flash for me. I just returned from the Association of Accounting Marketing Summit in Washington, DC. It was my first time and here, I had the opportunity to meet so many of these people. I cannot tell you how refreshing it was to surround myself by people who deal with the exact same things I do on a daily basis. Accounting Marketing is a pretty specific niche and I am completely energized by the group of people I met. Check out the organization. AAM
So get down with your professional-development self, hold your head high and rock that confidence – it looks good on you. Don’t be afraid to step out of your comfort zone to find some flashers. That being said - I will tell you this: If you come back wearing beads around your neck or if I catch you playing Frogger on the freeway, I am going to suggest that you completely misunderstood this post.
Until next time, many high-fives.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
You Are Young
I can say that, you know. I can say that without even knowing you. I can even say it knowing you are 95-years-old.
Most of my readers know me and know that 9 out of every 10 vacations I take are to Disney World. (Where my Hannah Montana socks fit in.) It’s no secret that I’m quirky and I’ll be the first to tell you that I feel right at home where you’re encouraged to channel your inner believer. I work hard. I pay a mortgage. I understand business. I negotiate contracts. I wear a suit. But I find myself balancing these things with my own type of pixie dust. A certain dream. A certain bibbidi-bobbidi-boo. I am young.
I’ve recently had the privilege of taking off my Mickey ears and climbing out of my box to take a trip across the world and visit places I never thought I would. This past Sunday, I returned from visiting Rome, Sicily, Turkey, Athens and Crete.
I found myself standing in the middle of certain settings that I’ve read about in text books, searched libraries for in order to complete elementary school projects, tested on in high school and watched TV specials on before James Bond-ing the remote out of Chris’ hands while he was sleeping to change.
Most of my readers know me and know that 9 out of every 10 vacations I take are to Disney World. (Where my Hannah Montana socks fit in.) It’s no secret that I’m quirky and I’ll be the first to tell you that I feel right at home where you’re encouraged to channel your inner believer. I work hard. I pay a mortgage. I understand business. I negotiate contracts. I wear a suit. But I find myself balancing these things with my own type of pixie dust. A certain dream. A certain bibbidi-bobbidi-boo. I am young.
I’ve recently had the privilege of taking off my Mickey ears and climbing out of my box to take a trip across the world and visit places I never thought I would. This past Sunday, I returned from visiting Rome, Sicily, Turkey, Athens and Crete.
I found myself standing in the middle of certain settings that I’ve read about in text books, searched libraries for in order to complete elementary school projects, tested on in high school and watched TV specials on before James Bond-ing the remote out of Chris’ hands while he was sleeping to change.
I was where the Virgin Mary lived, where the first Olympics were held, in the Colosseum and Pantheon, walked through the Acropolis and climbed up ancient amphitheater steps in the ruins of Ephesus, Turkey. Even through Chris’ pretend gladiator fights, I took advantage of some silence. I learned so many things on this trip to Europe but one thing stood out the most.
I am young.
I have so many friends and family members re-evaluating their lives at so many different ages and it’s so motivating. A family member of mine went back to work after not working for 25+ years. I have friends making the decision to go back to school. I graduated college sitting next to a 60-year-old woman who was so excited for her new life to START. You won’t live forever but it’s so refreshing to know that as long as you’re living, you’re young.
And even though I’m young, the longer I live… the more I realize that attitude has an impact on the life I live. It’s been said before, but nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Shoveling Dog Poo
This week has been anything but boring. And it has brought so many topics to mind that I couldn’t possibly put into one blog post… because then it may get confusing. Like my week has been. Understand? Let’s continue.
I’ve recently come face-to-face with a theory (that I, too, have fallen a victim of). How do you measure the success… of you? So many people measure their success by comparing it to how successful someone else is; by their qualities and their skills. What? That actually makes no sense. I've had a recent wave of Zumba students approach me about getting certified, but then state their apprehension because their "body can't move like mine." I'm sure it doesn't. We are completely seperate bodies. But it does MOVE! Don't think I don't see you workin' back there.
Why compare yourself to others? No one in the world can do a better job of being you than you. And – for that matter, can you name the second person to stand on the moon? The second person to create a light bulb? The second lady to sit in that exact seat on the back of that bus?
Before you can achieve success, you need to define what it means to you. What do you want? By the way, have you asked for what you want? Chances are, you are not employed by mind-reading Edward Cullen. (THAT… would be a definition of success.)
Also – I truly do believe a huge part of success is passion. I’ve heard many battles about the advice of “doing what you love.” Some people believe that this is crap career advice. These people justify this by explaining that you should work for the sole purpose of achieving the REWARD you’re passionate about. Here’s what I say to that. Is that reward guaranteed? Are you going to wake up at 95-years-old realizing that your journey did not lead you to that reward? And that you spent 95 years shoveling dog poop in hopes of getting… that really fancy … reward that shoveling dog poop gets you? (In spite of that really bad analogy – I would still like to move forward and note that my point was still golden. As most of my points are. This is all about me by the way, have I told you that?)
Passion is a key element of success. Babe Ruth didn’t wake up one day and say, “Today I will work to be the best accountant.” It just wasn’t his passion. But if it was – I’m pretty sure he’d work with WithumSmith+Brown. (How’s my raise lookin’ now, boss?)
I truly do believe you can mix your passion (what you love to do) with some creativity, relevance, discipline and innovation and ultimately create a wonderful balance of success.
Sometimes I joke about opening a Zumba studio / bar / bakery / Twilight fan base / dream interpretation / business extravaganza establishment. It sounds crazy. But is it?
Could be. But then again – the Marketing Coordinator of the Certified Public Accounting Firm gone Zumba Instructor wearing Hannah Montana socks just asked that.
I’ve recently come face-to-face with a theory (that I, too, have fallen a victim of). How do you measure the success… of you? So many people measure their success by comparing it to how successful someone else is; by their qualities and their skills. What? That actually makes no sense. I've had a recent wave of Zumba students approach me about getting certified, but then state their apprehension because their "body can't move like mine." I'm sure it doesn't. We are completely seperate bodies. But it does MOVE! Don't think I don't see you workin' back there.
Why compare yourself to others? No one in the world can do a better job of being you than you. And – for that matter, can you name the second person to stand on the moon? The second person to create a light bulb? The second lady to sit in that exact seat on the back of that bus?
Before you can achieve success, you need to define what it means to you. What do you want? By the way, have you asked for what you want? Chances are, you are not employed by mind-reading Edward Cullen. (THAT… would be a definition of success.)
Also – I truly do believe a huge part of success is passion. I’ve heard many battles about the advice of “doing what you love.” Some people believe that this is crap career advice. These people justify this by explaining that you should work for the sole purpose of achieving the REWARD you’re passionate about. Here’s what I say to that. Is that reward guaranteed? Are you going to wake up at 95-years-old realizing that your journey did not lead you to that reward? And that you spent 95 years shoveling dog poop in hopes of getting… that really fancy … reward that shoveling dog poop gets you? (In spite of that really bad analogy – I would still like to move forward and note that my point was still golden. As most of my points are. This is all about me by the way, have I told you that?)
Passion is a key element of success. Babe Ruth didn’t wake up one day and say, “Today I will work to be the best accountant.” It just wasn’t his passion. But if it was – I’m pretty sure he’d work with WithumSmith+Brown. (How’s my raise lookin’ now, boss?)
I truly do believe you can mix your passion (what you love to do) with some creativity, relevance, discipline and innovation and ultimately create a wonderful balance of success.
Sometimes I joke about opening a Zumba studio / bar / bakery / Twilight fan base / dream interpretation / business extravaganza establishment. It sounds crazy. But is it?
Could be. But then again – the Marketing Coordinator of the Certified Public Accounting Firm gone Zumba Instructor wearing Hannah Montana socks just asked that.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Success is Only Another Form of Failure if We Forget What Our Priorities Are
Oh hey, have you met perspective’s older cousin, “priority?”
Ready? Family, friends, health, exercise, social life, holidays, promotion, money, kids… prioritize them… you have 30 seconds.
For some reason, Americans (myself included… very included) think they have to prove something by doing everything themselves. We all strive to appear to be in control. However, there’s no way you can be in control if you are constantly juggling projects, feelings and events.
I’ve been meaning to share my article with you… and blog a million times… but somehow the priority monster ate me up and spit me back out… with a really bad hair-do slicked back with stress.
Recently, an industry publication picked up one of my articles about “Wellness in the Workplace” … a topic that I am quite passionate on. So many companies invest their health care dollars to remedy illnesses rather than preventing them. What a crock of...
I encourage you to check it out. You can find it HERE … Scroll down to page 43.
In the past year alone, my life has had a complete makeover. There have been so many changes that have forced me to take a look at my priorities. Like almost everything I have mentioned in my previous blog posts, this is also a work-in-progress. (Marriage, work, Zumba, friends, family)
Did I ever tell you about how I was the worst fiancé on the planet? Yes, I am usually very dramatic – No, I’m not being dramatic right now. It was a HUGE adjustment for me to get used to the idea of my new “family” in which 100% of the decisions affecting my life involved another vote. Letting go of some control was impossibly painful. Often throughout my engagement, I found myself acting very selfish… acting very… single. It’s amazing that I made it through with a husband. A husband who (IS NOT KNOWN FOR HIS PATIENCE!!!!) but somehow, had just enough to coach me through. Our relationship seems new and I have my God-forsaken-Mets-fan-of-a-husband, patience… and PRIORITIZING to thank. I think I like my husband a little now, imagine?
Certain changes at work have also forced me to prioritize and continue to do so. This one… not so easy. I suppose it’s all about taking an honest look at what I want to accomplish at work and letting go of the rest. It’s also about understanding that there are only 24 hours in a day. This would be easier if there were 24 hours in a WORK-day.
What gets me through?
I am a huge believer in lists! I make them in my sleep. Lists simplify my life. Just because sometimesI feel like I am being pulled in a million different directions doesn’t mean I am going to abandon my goals. Most days, I grab a cup of Joe (who is this Joe that deserves such an important nickname?) and I take a look at my planner. I am one of two people I know with a Blackberry and a hand-written planner. (High-five to Ivan Brown, immediate past Partner in Charge of WithumSmith+Brown) I need to see it. I need to cross things off. I need to doodle.
Constantly reviewing/adding/crossing off/switching tasks seems to help me make the best use of my time and resources! Oh and by the way, these “lists” don’t work with a husband. I tried.
Not only is prioritizing important when time is limited and demands are seemingly …unlimited... but it’s also important when you have too much time. There’s a third cousin to perspective and priority and it’s PROCRASTINATION. I’ll tell you about that one when I get around to it.
I find prioritizing an essential part of trying to reach my “balance.” This is one of those “easier said than done” parts. I assume as I weave in and out of my life cycles my priorities will change. I just have to remember to keep a solid hold on what is important, what is urgent and what is unnecessary. Here's a kicker - you should be at the top of your priority list. You can't do anyone or anything any good if you're not happy. I also need to accept the fact that I cannot do everything… let alone in one day.
Family/Government proposal/hygiene > Glee/margaritas/pedicures
How do you prioritize your lives?
Ready? Family, friends, health, exercise, social life, holidays, promotion, money, kids… prioritize them… you have 30 seconds.
For some reason, Americans (myself included… very included) think they have to prove something by doing everything themselves. We all strive to appear to be in control. However, there’s no way you can be in control if you are constantly juggling projects, feelings and events.
I’ve been meaning to share my article with you… and blog a million times… but somehow the priority monster ate me up and spit me back out… with a really bad hair-do slicked back with stress.
Recently, an industry publication picked up one of my articles about “Wellness in the Workplace” … a topic that I am quite passionate on. So many companies invest their health care dollars to remedy illnesses rather than preventing them. What a crock of...
I encourage you to check it out. You can find it HERE … Scroll down to page 43.
In the past year alone, my life has had a complete makeover. There have been so many changes that have forced me to take a look at my priorities. Like almost everything I have mentioned in my previous blog posts, this is also a work-in-progress. (Marriage, work, Zumba, friends, family)
Did I ever tell you about how I was the worst fiancé on the planet? Yes, I am usually very dramatic – No, I’m not being dramatic right now. It was a HUGE adjustment for me to get used to the idea of my new “family” in which 100% of the decisions affecting my life involved another vote. Letting go of some control was impossibly painful. Often throughout my engagement, I found myself acting very selfish… acting very… single. It’s amazing that I made it through with a husband. A husband who (IS NOT KNOWN FOR HIS PATIENCE!!!!) but somehow, had just enough to coach me through. Our relationship seems new and I have my God-forsaken-Mets-fan-of-a-husband, patience… and PRIORITIZING to thank. I think I like my husband a little now, imagine?
Certain changes at work have also forced me to prioritize and continue to do so. This one… not so easy. I suppose it’s all about taking an honest look at what I want to accomplish at work and letting go of the rest. It’s also about understanding that there are only 24 hours in a day. This would be easier if there were 24 hours in a WORK-day.
What gets me through?
I am a huge believer in lists! I make them in my sleep. Lists simplify my life. Just because sometimesI feel like I am being pulled in a million different directions doesn’t mean I am going to abandon my goals. Most days, I grab a cup of Joe (who is this Joe that deserves such an important nickname?) and I take a look at my planner. I am one of two people I know with a Blackberry and a hand-written planner. (High-five to Ivan Brown, immediate past Partner in Charge of WithumSmith+Brown) I need to see it. I need to cross things off. I need to doodle.
Constantly reviewing/adding/crossing off/switching tasks seems to help me make the best use of my time and resources! Oh and by the way, these “lists” don’t work with a husband. I tried.
Not only is prioritizing important when time is limited and demands are seemingly …unlimited... but it’s also important when you have too much time. There’s a third cousin to perspective and priority and it’s PROCRASTINATION. I’ll tell you about that one when I get around to it.
I find prioritizing an essential part of trying to reach my “balance.” This is one of those “easier said than done” parts. I assume as I weave in and out of my life cycles my priorities will change. I just have to remember to keep a solid hold on what is important, what is urgent and what is unnecessary. Here's a kicker - you should be at the top of your priority list. You can't do anyone or anything any good if you're not happy. I also need to accept the fact that I cannot do everything… let alone in one day.
Family/Government proposal/hygiene > Glee/margaritas/pedicures
How do you prioritize your lives?
Monday, April 19, 2010
Success is Achieved By Developing Our Strengths, Not By Eliminating Our Weaknesses
I am on a constant self-improvement plan and happy to be. I can thank many people for this. I’ve been blessed to have fantastic family, teachers, professors, managers, and friends who believe in the value of teaching. Mostly, I have to thank my parents. I am blessed to have grown up with loving parents who constantly motivated me to be the best “me” I can be. I don’t have children, nor do I plan on making any booger breathers any time soon, but I have to imagine that it’s damn near impossible to find that perfect – balance if you will– of praise, motivation and encouragement to improve.
Knowing where to improve is always important. But – there’s a catch. It’s also so important (maybe even more so) to know your strengths. Knowing your strengths enables you to have confidence. You need confidence to WANT to be better – a better person, better at your job, a better spouse… just… better.
Last summer, with a few other WS+B colleagues and with the help of a great book called Now, Discover Your Strengths by Marcus Buckingham, I helped coordinate a marketing workshop focused on discovering your strengths. This lesson I have brought with me and I do my best to apply it in all areas appropriate… which just so happens to be all areas.
It’s a shame but as a result of too many managers, teachers and society being fascinated with negativity, most people become all too familiar and fixated on flaws and spend their lives trying to repair them – while their strengths lie ignored. Ask someone what their strengths are – I bet they won’t be able to answer OR they will become uncomfortable or embarrassed. When did we decide it was embarrassing to be aware of what we’re good at?
There are so many areas to check if you’re unable to Iist your strengths. Are you getting proper praise at work? At home? Do you love what you’re doing? Do you know what you love?!
I enjoy teaching Zumba classes and can honestly and without embarrassment state that I am becoming aware that I don’t totally suck. My classes are growing, I am getting recruitment phone calls from other fitness centers, my pay is increasing, my students are losing weight and I am making friends. I am aware of these variables and it is making me feel good. I am aware that this is a strength of mine. I am aware that when I feel happy and healthy, I am productive and strategic. When I am productive and strategic, it benefits all other areas of my life.
This subject has also been brought to my attention because we are nearing “self-evaluation” and review time. I know it is important for me to list areas I need help in, areas I need to improve on and areas that I feel need attention. But – you better believe your Zumba toned ass that I am going to let you know where I feel I am a rock star.
On another note:
Sorry for the delay in posting – I spent all last week in Atlantic City with colleagues attending the Atlantic Builders’ Convention on behalf of WithumSmith+Brown. It was a slightly different show than the “Association of Governmental Accountants” show I am used to. Although a smaller show than past years, the value was still there. I spent all of my energy networking with various construction professionals. There was no time to catch up either because my best friend (who lives the farthest away) was in NJ and I had to meet her! (Even if I looked and felt like the crypt keeper.)
There is a lot to catch up on this week. I was so excited to get in this morning to see a few fresh copies of the “Healthcare Financial Management Association” newsletter the Garden State Focus sitting on my desk. They published an article by me on “wellness in the workplace” .. a subject I am quite passionate on. It’s not posted online yet, but it will be. Oh - and I added another class to my line-up... check it out in the right border.
I will be sure to share it when they do! Because I wrote it. And because I think it’s cool.
Knowing where to improve is always important. But – there’s a catch. It’s also so important (maybe even more so) to know your strengths. Knowing your strengths enables you to have confidence. You need confidence to WANT to be better – a better person, better at your job, a better spouse… just… better.
Last summer, with a few other WS+B colleagues and with the help of a great book called Now, Discover Your Strengths by Marcus Buckingham, I helped coordinate a marketing workshop focused on discovering your strengths. This lesson I have brought with me and I do my best to apply it in all areas appropriate… which just so happens to be all areas.
It’s a shame but as a result of too many managers, teachers and society being fascinated with negativity, most people become all too familiar and fixated on flaws and spend their lives trying to repair them – while their strengths lie ignored. Ask someone what their strengths are – I bet they won’t be able to answer OR they will become uncomfortable or embarrassed. When did we decide it was embarrassing to be aware of what we’re good at?
There are so many areas to check if you’re unable to Iist your strengths. Are you getting proper praise at work? At home? Do you love what you’re doing? Do you know what you love?!
I enjoy teaching Zumba classes and can honestly and without embarrassment state that I am becoming aware that I don’t totally suck. My classes are growing, I am getting recruitment phone calls from other fitness centers, my pay is increasing, my students are losing weight and I am making friends. I am aware of these variables and it is making me feel good. I am aware that this is a strength of mine. I am aware that when I feel happy and healthy, I am productive and strategic. When I am productive and strategic, it benefits all other areas of my life.
This subject has also been brought to my attention because we are nearing “self-evaluation” and review time. I know it is important for me to list areas I need help in, areas I need to improve on and areas that I feel need attention. But – you better believe your Zumba toned ass that I am going to let you know where I feel I am a rock star.
On another note:
Sorry for the delay in posting – I spent all last week in Atlantic City with colleagues attending the Atlantic Builders’ Convention on behalf of WithumSmith+Brown. It was a slightly different show than the “Association of Governmental Accountants” show I am used to. Although a smaller show than past years, the value was still there. I spent all of my energy networking with various construction professionals. There was no time to catch up either because my best friend (who lives the farthest away) was in NJ and I had to meet her! (Even if I looked and felt like the crypt keeper.)
There is a lot to catch up on this week. I was so excited to get in this morning to see a few fresh copies of the “Healthcare Financial Management Association” newsletter the Garden State Focus sitting on my desk. They published an article by me on “wellness in the workplace” .. a subject I am quite passionate on. It’s not posted online yet, but it will be. Oh - and I added another class to my line-up... check it out in the right border.
I will be sure to share it when they do! Because I wrote it. And because I think it’s cool.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
What Is Important in Life is Life; Not the Result of Life
Fact: Life is going to smack you up no matter how color-coded and organized your life is.
Today’s blog is based upon a problem that I have always had… keeping it in perspective. It is extremely difficult keeping perspective when life smacks you with a problem that appears to be insurmountable; so big that you are sure it will be the end of you.
I ride the Expedition Everest that we call life daily. The events I experience radically change my perspective where one moment I feel on top of the world and the next moment, an incident will reverse my positive perspective into negativity, panic and chipped nails.
In addition to “Watching the big mouth” on my “Sarah Leddy Construction List”… “Taking a step back” falls very near the top. By questioning and understanding my perspective, seeing the greater reality and being committed to a long-term vision, I have been trying to manage my efforts to keep it in perspective. This is much easier said than done, especially speaking for myself. Recently, I’ve had another perspective encounter that I’d like to share with you.
I’m very fortunate to teach private Zumba lessons to a professional company in the same business complex as WithumSmith+Brown. This company (BRILLIANT company that cares so deeply about the health and wellness of their staff) hires me to come in at the close of the work day and provide a romp-shaking Zumba class. We push aside the tables and chairs in the meeting rooms and get well.
On these days, I wake up, (and in the chaotic blur that is my morning) get ready for the work-day and pack my Zumba duffel of the things I will need that evening. Most days I am successful. But no matter how color-coded and organized I am, there are times something goes wrong. I pack knee socks, forget sneakers, accidentally add a Spice Girls jam to the playlist or forget to start the crock pot. WELL, it just so happens, that this particular day I forgot the sports bra. Ladies, you know what I’m sayin’. AND – on this particular day, immediately following my private class, I was subbing for an instructor friend at a brand new gym where I had never taught before. Great.
Warning: PG-13 activity ahead.
Men, I don’t pretend to empathize and understand your baseball cup mishaps. I’m not going to say I get why it’s so uncomfortable to ride a bike. But, you need to believe me. It’s damn near impossible to jump around without one of those bad boys.
Usually, my work-day leaves me scrambling to finish something around the time it takes to get ready to teach my class. So, of course, I leave a 10 minute window to get changed and to head over. This was when I noticed my unfortunate uniform situation. So I throw on everything but and scurry back into work, (into Corporate America with my neon pink pants) lock myself in 'Dear Collections Manager Debbie Massa’s' office and panic down the list of extensions of every female colleague I have ever spoken to. Needless to say, no one had one to lend. At my last resort and with 2 minutes to spare, I dug through the marketing closets only to find WithumSmith+Brown branded running shirts, sweater-sets, pens, mugs and calculators.
I’m whining. I’m panicking. I’m breathing heavy. I’m sweating. I’m embarrassed. I’m frustrated. I show up next door decked out in my normal Zumba uniform… layered in running shirts, sweater-sets and freakin’ ponchos. Immediately I start blabbing on about my “disaster” and begging for an extra sports bra. I’m talking – and I notice that everyone is especially quiet today… something’s… not… right.
It was at that moment, that I learned 2 days before; one of my Zumba students had a terrible accident. One of the 38-year-old secretaries for this company had an accident at home and passed away. This woman, this woman engaged to be married, left behind two children and many other loving family members and friends. This woman, this woman two-from-the-right in the second row with the beautiful brown hair who smiled through every class, had passed away. With no warning to anyone. A tragedy. My prayers and love go out to this woman’s friends and family.
Step back: I didn’t have a sports bra.
There are bigger problems. There are always going to be bigger problems. It’s so important – for YOUR benefit but also for those around you – to understand your perspectives and to take a look at the bigger reality. (I am doing my best to listen to this advice.) Making a commitment to do so will keep your thoughts and feelings in perspective and you will benefit. This particular event has reminded me to be fully concentrated on keeping things in perspective. This can mean your job, your friends, your family, your hobbies… just about anything.
Although it was a terrible way to learn a lesson, you can only live and learn and take the experiences you have to become a better person. And isn’t that the goal?
Until next time, keep it real.
Today’s blog is based upon a problem that I have always had… keeping it in perspective. It is extremely difficult keeping perspective when life smacks you with a problem that appears to be insurmountable; so big that you are sure it will be the end of you.
I ride the Expedition Everest that we call life daily. The events I experience radically change my perspective where one moment I feel on top of the world and the next moment, an incident will reverse my positive perspective into negativity, panic and chipped nails.
In addition to “Watching the big mouth” on my “Sarah Leddy Construction List”… “Taking a step back” falls very near the top. By questioning and understanding my perspective, seeing the greater reality and being committed to a long-term vision, I have been trying to manage my efforts to keep it in perspective. This is much easier said than done, especially speaking for myself. Recently, I’ve had another perspective encounter that I’d like to share with you.
I’m very fortunate to teach private Zumba lessons to a professional company in the same business complex as WithumSmith+Brown. This company (BRILLIANT company that cares so deeply about the health and wellness of their staff) hires me to come in at the close of the work day and provide a romp-shaking Zumba class. We push aside the tables and chairs in the meeting rooms and get well.
On these days, I wake up, (and in the chaotic blur that is my morning) get ready for the work-day and pack my Zumba duffel of the things I will need that evening. Most days I am successful. But no matter how color-coded and organized I am, there are times something goes wrong. I pack knee socks, forget sneakers, accidentally add a Spice Girls jam to the playlist or forget to start the crock pot. WELL, it just so happens, that this particular day I forgot the sports bra. Ladies, you know what I’m sayin’. AND – on this particular day, immediately following my private class, I was subbing for an instructor friend at a brand new gym where I had never taught before. Great.
Warning: PG-13 activity ahead.
Men, I don’t pretend to empathize and understand your baseball cup mishaps. I’m not going to say I get why it’s so uncomfortable to ride a bike. But, you need to believe me. It’s damn near impossible to jump around without one of those bad boys.
Usually, my work-day leaves me scrambling to finish something around the time it takes to get ready to teach my class. So, of course, I leave a 10 minute window to get changed and to head over. This was when I noticed my unfortunate uniform situation. So I throw on everything but and scurry back into work, (into Corporate America with my neon pink pants) lock myself in 'Dear Collections Manager Debbie Massa’s' office and panic down the list of extensions of every female colleague I have ever spoken to. Needless to say, no one had one to lend. At my last resort and with 2 minutes to spare, I dug through the marketing closets only to find WithumSmith+Brown branded running shirts, sweater-sets, pens, mugs and calculators.
I’m whining. I’m panicking. I’m breathing heavy. I’m sweating. I’m embarrassed. I’m frustrated. I show up next door decked out in my normal Zumba uniform… layered in running shirts, sweater-sets and freakin’ ponchos. Immediately I start blabbing on about my “disaster” and begging for an extra sports bra. I’m talking – and I notice that everyone is especially quiet today… something’s… not… right.
It was at that moment, that I learned 2 days before; one of my Zumba students had a terrible accident. One of the 38-year-old secretaries for this company had an accident at home and passed away. This woman, this woman engaged to be married, left behind two children and many other loving family members and friends. This woman, this woman two-from-the-right in the second row with the beautiful brown hair who smiled through every class, had passed away. With no warning to anyone. A tragedy. My prayers and love go out to this woman’s friends and family.
Step back: I didn’t have a sports bra.
There are bigger problems. There are always going to be bigger problems. It’s so important – for YOUR benefit but also for those around you – to understand your perspectives and to take a look at the bigger reality. (I am doing my best to listen to this advice.) Making a commitment to do so will keep your thoughts and feelings in perspective and you will benefit. This particular event has reminded me to be fully concentrated on keeping things in perspective. This can mean your job, your friends, your family, your hobbies… just about anything.
Although it was a terrible way to learn a lesson, you can only live and learn and take the experiences you have to become a better person. And isn’t that the goal?
Until next time, keep it real.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Under Construction
Each of us is carving a stone, erecting a column, or cutting a piece of stained glass in the construction of something much bigger than ourselves. - Adrienne Clarkson
Sometimes I have to remind myself (and others) that I am always under construction – on purpose. My career is a work in progress, my relationships with friends and family are a work in progress, my home is a work in progress, my body is a work in progress, my beliefs are a work in progress and how I feel about myself is a work in progress.
Sometimes having a vision session let’s me explore myself and opportunities that might be available to me. Even though I do talk to myself often, (Really, Sarah? You’re admitting that?), writing this blog is forcing me to take a look at certain areas in my life that I wouldn’t normally. Even if not many people are listening – I’m forced to talk. And I’M listening.
I always consider “closed-mindedness” one of the biggest shames. How can you close yourself off from learning? How can you WANT to believe that you already, truly do know everything? I have learned not to shut off from being exposed to other talent. It’s true; you can rise no higher than your lowest opinion of another.
I have to admit – there are times I believe I know everything (who, me?!) Most of these times occur at home and result in a very uncomfortable night on the living room couch… (I really do need to work on my big mouth). Nothing good ever comes from behaving that way. Not at home, not at work and not around friends. I do my very best to surround myself by incredible talent as I find that it betters me.
My friends and family leave me motivated every day. Some are teaching children the English language on the other side of the world, some are educating the world (me included) about a very serious and rapidly growing auto-immune disorder and lifestyle change, some are running marathons, some are knee-deep in half dissected cats on their way to being nurses, some are fighting for justice and some Merengue Marches are just so much better than mine. If I wasn’t always “under construction,” what would I be doing?
These thoughts came to me as I registered for two very important “Sarah Leddy Construction Projects.”
This June, I will be joining my industry colleagues as I attend the 21st Association for Accounting Marketing Summit held in Washington, DC. Here, I will be attending workshops on strategies for business development, refocusing your firm for the rebound, niche development, client retention, branding and more.
Two months after that, I will be making friends and dancing through a Salsa and Merengue Mashup, Belly Dance Arabian Nights, Brazilian Carnival and Caribbean Heat workshop at – you guessed it – the 2010 Zumba Convention.
All areas of my sometimes crazy, enjoyable, educational, baffling, hair-pulling but totally-worth-it life are constantly under construction. I may not walk around decked in yellow warning tape but hopefully this will help explain the socks. Until next time friends.
How do you work to improve your groove?
Sometimes I have to remind myself (and others) that I am always under construction – on purpose. My career is a work in progress, my relationships with friends and family are a work in progress, my home is a work in progress, my body is a work in progress, my beliefs are a work in progress and how I feel about myself is a work in progress.
Sometimes having a vision session let’s me explore myself and opportunities that might be available to me. Even though I do talk to myself often, (Really, Sarah? You’re admitting that?), writing this blog is forcing me to take a look at certain areas in my life that I wouldn’t normally. Even if not many people are listening – I’m forced to talk. And I’M listening.
I always consider “closed-mindedness” one of the biggest shames. How can you close yourself off from learning? How can you WANT to believe that you already, truly do know everything? I have learned not to shut off from being exposed to other talent. It’s true; you can rise no higher than your lowest opinion of another.
I have to admit – there are times I believe I know everything (who, me?!) Most of these times occur at home and result in a very uncomfortable night on the living room couch… (I really do need to work on my big mouth). Nothing good ever comes from behaving that way. Not at home, not at work and not around friends. I do my very best to surround myself by incredible talent as I find that it betters me.
My friends and family leave me motivated every day. Some are teaching children the English language on the other side of the world, some are educating the world (me included) about a very serious and rapidly growing auto-immune disorder and lifestyle change, some are running marathons, some are knee-deep in half dissected cats on their way to being nurses, some are fighting for justice and some Merengue Marches are just so much better than mine. If I wasn’t always “under construction,” what would I be doing?
These thoughts came to me as I registered for two very important “Sarah Leddy Construction Projects.”
This June, I will be joining my industry colleagues as I attend the 21st Association for Accounting Marketing Summit held in Washington, DC. Here, I will be attending workshops on strategies for business development, refocusing your firm for the rebound, niche development, client retention, branding and more.
Two months after that, I will be making friends and dancing through a Salsa and Merengue Mashup, Belly Dance Arabian Nights, Brazilian Carnival and Caribbean Heat workshop at – you guessed it – the 2010 Zumba Convention.
All areas of my sometimes crazy, enjoyable, educational, baffling, hair-pulling but totally-worth-it life are constantly under construction. I may not walk around decked in yellow warning tape but hopefully this will help explain the socks. Until next time friends.
How do you work to improve your groove?
Thursday, April 1, 2010
If You Want It, Have It
“To get something you never had, you have to do something you’ve never done.” – Unknown Sarah Leddy (Hey, I’m an adopter.)
I recently crossed this quote sifting through my streams of tweets. What simple wisdom for a complex life.
There seems to be a common theme amongst many of my family, friends and business colleagues today. Maybe it’s the economy. Maybe it’s cabin fever. I bet you can relate. Many people I’m surrounded by are feeling stuck, bored, frustrated or in a lull. Some aren’t completely unhappy with their current lives or jobs, but are just questioning that there’s something of greater significance out there. It could be new adventures, new connections, new relationships, new careers, new hobbies or just new opportunities. It’s healthy to question and I commend you for doing it.
The truth is, you’re not going to get any of these things doing what you have always done. I bet you’re your own worst enemy. “I’m comfortable.” “I’m too busy.” “Maybe when the economy picks up.” Get out of your head. All of these things are within your reach.
If you know me at all, you know that I do not use, nor do I understand cliché’s of any kind. (Don’t put all your eggs in one basket? First of all, I’m not pushin’ around two shopping carts. It’s hard enough walking straight. If I start taking my eggs out and shoving some in my basket, some in my pockets, some in my handbag and some in my nose - I think there’s a much better change they are going to break. My nostrils aren’t very big.) … I digress … I have to use one or two sometimes. There’s no better time than now and it’s never, ever too late. How’d I do?
This past November of 2009 I was working full time for www.withum.com as I am now. I was planning “Client CPE” events, developing our Government Services and Real Estate Services niches and supporting two offices in their various marketing practices. OH, I was also planning a wedding for the next month. I was busy. Busy being a professional, a fiancé, a daughter, a friend, an aunt and a crazy lady. But something was missing.
It was that month; I decided to get certified to teach Zumba. I had been taking the classes to shape the girlish figure for the big day and recognized how I felt each time I showed up for that class. I knew what I wanted and soon, showing up wasn’t enough. I had never been a professional dancer, I had never been a fitness instructor, I had never instructed classes of any kind and I had never worked more than one job at a time. I had to challenge my beliefs of what I was capable of and I had to let go of the fear I had of investing in something new. Investing. Future…
This one decision has had an immense ripple effect on my life. This one decision has transformed my attitude and my energy. My energy gets applied to everything I do in life. (Family, WithumSmith+Brown, my friends, my hobbies, my health.)
It is today that I ask you to challenge yourself to get what you want and have never had. As my favorite actor once quoted, “It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard… is what makes it great.”
Although scary, I do promise it is worth it.
I recently crossed this quote sifting through my streams of tweets. What simple wisdom for a complex life.
There seems to be a common theme amongst many of my family, friends and business colleagues today. Maybe it’s the economy. Maybe it’s cabin fever. I bet you can relate. Many people I’m surrounded by are feeling stuck, bored, frustrated or in a lull. Some aren’t completely unhappy with their current lives or jobs, but are just questioning that there’s something of greater significance out there. It could be new adventures, new connections, new relationships, new careers, new hobbies or just new opportunities. It’s healthy to question and I commend you for doing it.
The truth is, you’re not going to get any of these things doing what you have always done. I bet you’re your own worst enemy. “I’m comfortable.” “I’m too busy.” “Maybe when the economy picks up.” Get out of your head. All of these things are within your reach.
If you know me at all, you know that I do not use, nor do I understand cliché’s of any kind. (Don’t put all your eggs in one basket? First of all, I’m not pushin’ around two shopping carts. It’s hard enough walking straight. If I start taking my eggs out and shoving some in my basket, some in my pockets, some in my handbag and some in my nose - I think there’s a much better change they are going to break. My nostrils aren’t very big.) … I digress … I have to use one or two sometimes. There’s no better time than now and it’s never, ever too late. How’d I do?
This past November of 2009 I was working full time for www.withum.com as I am now. I was planning “Client CPE” events, developing our Government Services and Real Estate Services niches and supporting two offices in their various marketing practices. OH, I was also planning a wedding for the next month. I was busy. Busy being a professional, a fiancé, a daughter, a friend, an aunt and a crazy lady. But something was missing.
It was that month; I decided to get certified to teach Zumba. I had been taking the classes to shape the girlish figure for the big day and recognized how I felt each time I showed up for that class. I knew what I wanted and soon, showing up wasn’t enough. I had never been a professional dancer, I had never been a fitness instructor, I had never instructed classes of any kind and I had never worked more than one job at a time. I had to challenge my beliefs of what I was capable of and I had to let go of the fear I had of investing in something new. Investing. Future…
This one decision has had an immense ripple effect on my life. This one decision has transformed my attitude and my energy. My energy gets applied to everything I do in life. (Family, WithumSmith+Brown, my friends, my hobbies, my health.)
It is today that I ask you to challenge yourself to get what you want and have never had. As my favorite actor once quoted, “It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard… is what makes it great.”
Although scary, I do promise it is worth it.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
The Pleasure is Mine
So all I can do is think back to all of those Full House episodes … oh, I’ll warn you now, for some sick reason, I validate a lot of my life points using Full House references… it could be a worse vice I suppose. Anyway, I think about all those times dearest Stephanie Judith Tanner got a good talking-to for stealing DJ’s diary. People would go through covert operations to hide their diaries. Personal thoughts, opinions and feelings were private. Look how far we’ve come. There are hundreds of millions of blogs out there. Hundreds of millions of people aren’t hiding their diaries from you.
For those of you who know me, you know that I am an advocate for all things social media. I coordinate most of the social media efforts for WithumSmith+Brown, a large certified public accounting and consulting firm. And – I sleep with my Blackberry. I am quite outgoing… a little over-the-top even… but I have never considered creating a public diary. I have been actively using Twitter, Facebook and Linked In for a while now, but it’s today, that I finally begin my own, and very personal blog.
Allow me to introduce myself - My name isHOV Sarah Leddy, formerly Sarah Cirelli. I’m still adjusting to this change as it is very recent. I switched to the dark side (Irish side) this past December. Suddenly I understand the husband jokes. As I mentioned, I work full-time for WS+B as their Marketing Coordinator/Events Planner. I coordinate marketing efforts, niche development, business development, event planning and execution, social media efforts and more.
Part time, however, and possibly as far away from WS+B on the ‘relative-ness’ spectrum as can be, I am a Zumba instructor. Zumba is a Latin dance-inspired fitness class. I command a room shaking what my momma gave me.
In a textbook career, these two positions don’t really equate to being “typical”. Neither do my Hannah Montana socks that show slightly under my suit pants in a board meeting.
Balance: proportion; harmonious arrangement or relation of parts or elements within a whole.
Come along with me.
For those of you who know me, you know that I am an advocate for all things social media. I coordinate most of the social media efforts for WithumSmith+Brown, a large certified public accounting and consulting firm. And – I sleep with my Blackberry. I am quite outgoing… a little over-the-top even… but I have never considered creating a public diary. I have been actively using Twitter, Facebook and Linked In for a while now, but it’s today, that I finally begin my own, and very personal blog.
Allow me to introduce myself - My name is
Part time, however, and possibly as far away from WS+B on the ‘relative-ness’ spectrum as can be, I am a Zumba instructor. Zumba is a Latin dance-inspired fitness class. I command a room shaking what my momma gave me.
In a textbook career, these two positions don’t really equate to being “typical”. Neither do my Hannah Montana socks that show slightly under my suit pants in a board meeting.
Balance: proportion; harmonious arrangement or relation of parts or elements within a whole.
Come along with me.
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