All posts by Marie

Once a race car mechanic and roller derby chick now a leadership coach, Marie is unapologetically happy and funky. Her zest for work and life are intrinsically linked. Work or play, she’s a blast to be around. Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows follow her everywhere; it’s no surprise she dreams of running away with the circus and has been writing about her vida loca since 2010 on my cyber house rules.

Confession of a woman who’s afraid to annoy

Many of my friends tell me they’re following my bold activities via the Boldness Challenge. Many have accepted my invitation to like the Boldness Challenge page. Which is badass.

The Boldness Challenge is simple: take one action per day and share it on social media for 66 days.

The taking an action, for 66 days, is what will solidify you as a badass. According to studies, freedom leads to happiness and boldness & courage is what leads to freedom. According to further studies, it takes 66 days to make something a habit. So that’s the theory on why 66 days of boldness.

The sharing part is for creating a community. By sharing our actions we inspire others to follow suit. We allow people into our lives, we let them see our vulnerable side, and it helps foster and deepen relationships. These are the basic fundamentals to building a community. That’s what we’re also after.

Yet I haven’t been sharing my boldness everyday. I’ve been bold beyond my wildest expectations! My work has me so far outside my comfort zone the growing pains have me wanting to get to bed by 8pm every single day. And I have opened myself up to love with a partner who equals me in dorkiness and who is a solid warm and loving human being. Why haven’t I been sharing my boldness?

I have this deep rooted fear of annoying people. I’m aware that by design, being a loudmouth has me be slightly more annoying than others. I get it. But I tend to tippy toe around my friends and my family to not rock the boat, not annoy, and not bother people.

My boyfriend said it this morning “I’m not people, I’m your boyfriend.” (ohmygod I have a boyfriend!) And then I guess it’s true of my friends and my family: you aren’t “people” you are my loved ones.

My request to you, all of you, is that we create a community of unstoppable and unmessable-with badasses. Let’s unleash our inner rockstars and rock this world!

Being Bold. Being Free. Being Happy.

2016 so far has been quite the year. It kicked off solid with a pneumonia. Then a 3-month stint with vertigo reminded me of my own limiting humanity… But things got better. Thanks for Landmark, things actually started to soar.

And then I got laid off. Kind of. For a minute at least. I’ll spare you the details. The important part is the outcome. We, the employees, launched our own marketing agency. We discovered we had wings, and we used them. Continue reading Being Bold. Being Free. Being Happy.

Growth: If Caterpillars Thought Like Humans

Imagine a conversation between caterpillars. Because, this is a natural thing to do right? Give insects a human brain and see where they go with it?

Now let’s say, for making it easy for myself, the caterpillars are called Bob and Joe. Otherwise I’ll have to type Caterpillar 1 and Caterpillar 2 over and over. Bob and Joe is easy to relate to, and it helps make them – the caterpillars – more human. Continue reading Growth: If Caterpillars Thought Like Humans

More Naval Gazing

From a pneumonia I shifted into the unsettling dizzies with a bit of vertigo. And by a bit, I mean a lot. It’s as though I’m on a boat. All the time. Wavering. Trembling. Spinning.

Of course after 2 weeks of dizzies I asked Dr Google if it was something even commonly associated to a pneumonia. Dr Google had no answer to my query. I love how I can instantly know if my search is a thing by the suggested popular string of words. It’s like an autofill quest. Just for fun, type in “why is my hair” in a Google search box. Yeah, that’s right. 50% of the population has thinning hair, while the other 50% has either dry or broken hair. Continue reading More Naval Gazing