I've been on all sides of the hiring equation, as a prospective employee and employer. After vetting, onboarding, and coaching new hires and seeing them take ownership of their roles and go above and beyond, I’m sharing a few tips about what makes candidates stand out. You may think it’s necessary to meet all the qualifications on a job description (it’s not!), or have the technical skills to woo your potential employer (that’s not the most important thing). What I’m talking
Although I cringe admitting it, I identify as a recovering type-A. It’s a lifelong process of relearning how to lower expectations a notch, being okay with good enough versus perfect, and ditching the long-term plan for a more open-hearted, trusting-the-universe approach. I’ve experienced first-hand the detrimental effects of this perfectionist, black-and-white thinking, which is why I want to encourage you to see those risks and turn things around by showing yourself grace.
According to Forbes, a recent study says that more than half of Americans report feeling unhappy in their jobs. Many don’t know what to do about it and feel confused about their overall career and life direction. These statistics are understandable. It’s hard to know what you think or feel about work when you’re burnt out, pummeled with other tasks, thoughts, and interactions all day long. Most days, we’re lucky if we actually sit down and eat dinner, let alone contemplate ex
Coaching is a Pipe Dream I can’t pinpoint the exact timing, but it’s probably been at least seven years since I’ve been thinking about this coaching thing. I don’t think I fully knew what it was back then, nor had I been coached (in the strictly “life sense”, although I learned a lot about life on the basketball court and hockey field)… It was this amorphous idea, unknown industry, and yet, the idea of being a coach kept popping up: in the lists I would make, in journal entr
The Harm in Not Recognizing Your Inherent Value I was working with a client on identifying and exploring her values. It was an area in life where she felt like she was playing small, avoiding deep conversations, and not truly expressing herself fully. She was worried about judgement from others and how this might cause change in relationships. But mostly, she was done with that and ready to fully lean in to who she was. You see, Jessica couldn’t describe her value at work.
Stop the Soul-Sucking I feel ya. Maybe you’re looking to contribute more. Your current job is life-sucking and you’re so brain dead by the time you get home, the most you can do is pour yourself a glass of wine and plop on the couch for a night of Netflix. Classy. No judgement, I really do look forward to evenings like this, too. But let’s be real. You’d like to feel a bit more connected at work and the day job just isn’t doing it for you. It’s all starting to feel meaning
Sometimes we try and fore a round peg into a square hole. We push and we shove, and we end up sweating and cursing under our breath, but still, it’s a no go. Does life ever feel like this to you? I know for me it did. Every day, showing up, trying to get myself to like the job with a commute and bureaucratic rules I didn’t want to play by. Screw Being Conventional Hey, convention isn’t all it’s cracked up to be Don’t feel like you have to cross everything off the list (marri
I was once asked in an interview about my “action-oriented personality”. Like, if I have a propensity to go-go-go and do-do-do, how am I going to shut the eff up and hear the people? #gotothegemba Do the quiet, empathetic, active listening thing? My first reaction was, no worries, I do yoga. Listen, I’m all about the power-through and I love me a GANNT chart, but I also practice yoga, so I know how to breathe. Sometimes. I served up an appropriate answer during the interv
One summer I was in-between jobs (in economics, they call that frictional unemployment... hey, just thought I should put this expensive degree to work where I can). Anywho, I was trying my best to keep things high vibe and so that meant lots of physical activity. Vinyasa classes, pole, and SUP yoga. I had messed around on paddle boards before on a handful of occasions, but had never taken a class or learned technique. Early evenings on the lake, I felt at home, surges of
Looking back on three plus decades feels kind of crazy. How did I get here? Anybody else in this age range feeling me? The kids I used to babysit have now graduated college. My 10th college reunion is next month. WTF mates. Here we are, so let’s learn something from it, shall we? Stop giving a shit about what others think. Sooo not worth it. Your heart knows better than your head. Sometimes it takes a little more effort to drop into this space. Logic-ing your way to th
BAM. There you have it. In the spirit of being real, I’m getting straight to it. Y’all, I’m scared. I’m not one to open up to others right away. Most times, I enjoy doing the question-asking, inquiring about others’ lives and approaching these conversations from a place of curiosity and earnest interest. But talk about myself? No way. Nope, don’t like it, never have. Feels uncomfortable. Sometimes it feels like bragging. Sometimes it feels like I’m dumping all my comp
“Relationships are spiritual assignments” – A Course in Miracles I remember reading this quote the first time I began A Course in Miracles and I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it. Yes, my everyday relationships with family and friends offered me mini lessons if I stopped to think about it, but I didn’t do that often. It required a level of self-awareness and intentionality that I just didn’t have yet. Plus, let’s face it, I was still in that place of blaming others, thi
A few weeks ago, if you asked me how things were going, I would’ve lifted in eyebrow and tried to conceal my resting bitch face. Life has felt a bit all over the place lately. Scratch that. What an understatement. Life has been full of uncertainty and those unanswered questions were driving me nuts. I had big ideas for what I wanted to be doing in my coaching business, with my relationship and career. But when I started to think about it, I was feeling the whelm, big time.
When I was trying to figure out how to make tough decisions regarding job, relationship, what ultimately felt like the determinant of my entire future, I looked at things logically and then when that didn’t work, I dropped into my heart. Resistance + Lack of Flow = NO Sure, it’s important to notice where fear enters the mind and takes over, where tension flares up in the body as a red flag of warning, and when you are feeling uncertain, even avoidant. However resistance decid
The Situation I woke up with that pit feeling in my stomach. I felt like Charlie Brown, “I know I should be happy, but I’m not”. I had recently graduated from an MBA program and was in the flurry of applying for jobs, sending resumes and cover letters out into the black void and trying to fully release all expectations about whether I’d get a response. I was on an intensive schedule of large ice coffees, HIIT classes and spreadsheets. Everyday my fingers hit the keyboard w
Last year I decided to leave my exciting job in social entrepreneurship in the Dominican Republic to return to the States. Go to grad school. Get a job in DC. Stop playing around and get a real paycheck. Find a partner. Make a family. Do this in approximately 3.5 years. I spent my first day off doing whatever I wanted: hanging out with friends, drinking a beer at 11 a.m. (hey, it was hot) and chillin’ out maxin’, relaxin’, just like the Fresh Prince himself. Except this didn’
Job searching is not usually described as fun. And while I can say I got more involved and kinda enjoyed certain parts of it, there were lots of trying moments (see: days, weeks), where I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. Self-care and loving yourself when there are much more urgent and important priorities can seem like it shouldn’t top the list. But your relationship with yourself IS most important. It’s not selfish or foolish or too expensive. It’s worth e
Senior year of college I remember the stress of having to write 100+ pages in the last few weeks for various seminars. I feared I couldn’t accomplish this task. An adult gave me a challenge. What if you just dropped one of your classes? You don’t need the credit to graduate, it won’t kill your GPA and you already have a job lined up after graduation. Just. Let. Go. It’s true, I hadn’t quit anything before- well, except for Brownies in 2nd grade, but that doesn’t count.