<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:26:08.531-05:00</updated><category term='perfectionism'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='responsibility'/><category term='Viktor Frankl'/><category term='weak'/><category term='car wash'/><category term='accountability'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='reputation'/><category term='development'/><category term='self-abuse'/><category term='courage'/><category term='change'/><category term='environment'/><category term='problem-solving'/><category term='Travel Stories'/><category term='Donald Trump'/><category term='risk'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='rainbow'/><category term='fair'/><category term='Randy Pausch'/><category term='procrastinate'/><category term='biking'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='water'/><category term='feedback'/><category term='trees'/><category term='action'/><category term='expectation'/><category term='zen'/><category term='professional'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='learning'/><category term='dance'/><category term='friends'/><category term='humor'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='mentoring'/><category term='wrong'/><category term='children'/><category term='stress'/><category term='personal'/><category term='self-indulgence'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='role model'/><category term='example'/><category term='success'/><category term='experience'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='credibility'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='growth'/><category term='goals'/><category term='dream'/><category term='improvement'/><category term='principles'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='joy'/><category term='relaxation'/><category term='rocks'/><category term='awareness'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='passion'/><category term='fault'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='coaching'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='coping'/><category term='pain'/><category term='invitation'/><category term='Waitley'/><category term='blame'/><category term='failure'/><category term='fear'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='love'/><category term='breath'/><category term='faking'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Open Letters to Geli and Max</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts and musings on life as I know it for my current and future children...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-4303226292843356770</id><published>2011-10-05T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:52:43.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Dare Not to Compare</title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading a WONDERFUL book, Siblings Without Rivalry by Adele Faber and Elaine Mazlish.  As a parent of two young children, I'm anticipating years of sibling rivalry, squabbles, and general chaos in the home, if my own childhood is any indication of the future.  I bumped into a neighbor at a local park recently, and she recommended this book to me.  I bought it that same afternoon.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4303226292843356770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4303226292843356770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/dare-not-to-compare.html' title='Dare Not to Compare'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3911125363166731917</id><published>2011-10-03T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:32:41.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Sesame Street Role Models</title><summary type='text'>Well I'll be darned.  I'm starting to think Elmo is a pretty good role model.

Before you start checking me into the looney bin, let me explain!  As a parent of an almost-2-yr-old, we've been slowly letting more TV into Geli's life.  As a baby, it was mostly NFL and Sports Center, with an occasional hockey game thrown in for balance.  Once she became actually cognizant of the TV, and when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3911125363166731917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3911125363166731917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/sesame-street-role-models.html' title='Sesame Street Role Models'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-2952637673232051905</id><published>2011-10-01T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:36:13.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problem-solving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>When It's OK to be Scatterbrained</title><summary type='text'>I've been spending a lot of time lately trying to map out the next chapter of my professional, and possibly personal life (depending on where the job takes the family). One day I'm looking at local specialty jobs, the next I'm considering a cross country move for a dream role, and the next I'm talking to a girlfriend about starting up a women-owned government contracting company together.

Some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2952637673232051905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2952637673232051905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-it-ok-to-be-scatterbrained.html' title='When It&apos;s OK to be Scatterbrained'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-8971536505078671982</id><published>2011-09-29T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T16:11:21.569-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>One Key to Happiness</title><summary type='text'>I spoke with one of my old mentors today, TK.  I would have known his voice anywhere, and it was truly great to speak after several years.  We discussed my new job search, and how to decide when a job (and potentially a relocation) is right for you.  He reminded me of his tried and true formula for happiness, which is striking the balance between Personal, Professional, and Financial goals.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/8971536505078671982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/8971536505078671982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-key-to-happiness.html' title='One Key to Happiness'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3098056396440624807</id><published>2010-02-27T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:46:34.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>What Would Water Do?</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever watched moving water?  Not just sat on the beach looking for dolphins, or cast a fishing line into a babbling brook, but really watched moving water?

If you study it even for a minute, you'll see immediately what happens when water encounters obstacles.  When a large rock blocks its way, it takes one of several actions:
It goes around it
It goes over it
In some cases it goes under </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3098056396440624807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=3098056396440624807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3098056396440624807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3098056396440624807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-would-water-do.html' title='What Would Water Do?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-5868163481706829278</id><published>2010-02-22T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:51:48.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Leave Your Bag Outside!</title><summary type='text'>A story I came across today from Jason Elliott - with a great message!  Thought I'd share.

I read a story many years back.  The author was saying every night when his  neighbor came home, the neighbor would stop at the tree outside his house, and  act like he was hanging an invisible bag on one of the branches of the tree.   Every morning on his way to work, the neighbor would stop by the same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/5868163481706829278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/5868163481706829278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave-your-bag-outside.html' title='Leave Your Bag Outside!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-1832169762969174946</id><published>2010-02-13T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:49:51.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>A Different Take on Rocks</title><summary type='text'>I am a Project Manager

I didn’t go to school for it – far from it.  However, in my career I’ve been fortunate to get into project management roles and learn how to be a fantastic project manager.  It makes me giggle when I come across folks who say they don’t like project management because in my opinion, *everyone* is a project manager.  Frankly, if you regularly get up, and get yourself bathed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1832169762969174946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=1832169762969174946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/1832169762969174946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/1832169762969174946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/05/different-take-on-rocks.html' title='A Different Take on Rocks'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3010921625671811286</id><published>2009-06-12T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:54:46.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viktor Frankl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>If you're Going Through Hell, Keep Walking</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3010921625671811286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3010921625671811286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-your-get-out-of-hell-free-card.html' title='If you&apos;re Going Through Hell, Keep Walking'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-6771819409827036860</id><published>2009-05-23T13:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:17:12.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Life’s Not Fair – Ain’t That GREAT??!!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6771819409827036860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6771819409827036860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-not-fair-aint-that-great.html' title='Life’s Not Fair – Ain’t That GREAT??!!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/ShgtGRbmqXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gKl-ZyW24hs/s72-c/Food+Chain' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-1994723721109598165</id><published>2008-11-20T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:42:49.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Away But Not Forgotten</title><summary type='text'>After a two month hiatus I'm back!A lot has happened, and this won't be my normal blog format, but I just wanted to say hello again! Two items of note:1) We have a new blog title ... upon reflection of what this blog is, I realized the thoughts and musings I'm writing are the lessons I want to be teaching my children. You are welcome to read these letters! For those who know me, yes I realize I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/1994723721109598165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/1994723721109598165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/11/away-but-not-forgotten.html' title='Away But Not Forgotten'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-6278813585677636533</id><published>2008-09-12T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:00:01.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Now Where Did I Put That Silver Lining?</title><summary type='text'>One day at a time ... one hour at a time ... one minute at a time... one by one it all gets done.                        - Joe's OP-1 HighwaySometimes life deals you a blow that you don't like, you don't understand, and you just can't change.  After the storming and the crying and the throwing-of-things are done, at some point you just have to pick up the pieces and move on.  It's not easy, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6278813585677636533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6278813585677636533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-where-did-i-put-that-silver-lining.html' title='Now Where Did I Put That Silver Lining?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-2851324815501802769</id><published>2008-08-16T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:00:01.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='example'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Dogs Don't Stress Over Sabre Tooth Tigers</title><summary type='text'>IF  If you can start the day without caffeine,  If you can get going without pep pills,  If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,    If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,    If you can eat the same food everyday and be grateful for it,  If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time    If you can overlook it when those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2851324815501802769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2851324815501802769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-life-goes-to-dogs-is-that-bad-thing.html' title='Dogs Don&apos;t Stress Over Sabre Tooth Tigers'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SKZg8jKPbYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FjVGPa-zyJY/s72-c/Harley+on+Al+Paca+Rug+%289%29a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-2025449804930070605</id><published>2008-08-15T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:07:29.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>Anonymity is a Cop-out</title><summary type='text'>If you can’t say something constructive, don’t say anything at allIn 1998, I had the opportunity to attend a two week GE leadership training course in Atlanta, GA.  The instructor was a professor from Indiana  University, Ivor K. Davies, who taught us a wide range of subjects from resume creation to the psychology of furniture (yes, seriously!).One of the golden nuggets I took away from Prof. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2025449804930070605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2025449804930070605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/08/anonymity-is-cop-out.html' title='Anonymity is a Cop-out'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SKZRuUOFL3I/AAAAAAAAABw/Hb71ZOE1RW0/s72-c/300px-JohnHancockSignature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-6075907604068273834</id><published>2008-08-07T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:33:32.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Who's Your Guru's Guru?</title><summary type='text'>No man is capable of self-improvement if he sees no other model but himself.  -- Conrado  I. Generoso    Mentoring is one of my favorite activities.  I have five people I’m actively mentoring at work right now, which is particularly rewarding especially as I no longer have a team of my own to coach and guide as part of my normal day job.  Sravanthi and I went to lunch this week, and it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6075907604068273834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6075907604068273834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/08/whos-your-gurus-guru.html' title='Who&apos;s Your Guru&apos;s Guru?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SJt3EhuhkuI/AAAAAAAAABo/16JQ3PhA_3o/s72-c/Holy+Man+%2850c+for+Photograph%29a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-8587698889288505687</id><published>2008-08-05T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:00:01.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Don’t Believe Everything You Think</title><summary type='text'>“At some point, I’d like to eat every part of a pig”As I was tidying up my office today, I was flipping through and retiring old notebooks, some over five years and five business models ago.  I came across a quotation of note from my old buddy Benji, who in the summer of 2004 had remarked, “At some point I’d like to eat every part of a pig!”      It made me laugh as much today as it did on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/8587698889288505687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/8587698889288505687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-believe-everything-you-think.html' title='Don’t Believe Everything You Think'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SJjMgv5ZzwI/AAAAAAAAABg/TcgYUPPpr6o/s72-c/elmuerto+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-2108976585268638166</id><published>2008-07-21T20:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:37:52.393-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Livin’ the Dream!</title><summary type='text'>No dream is too big … or too small!I was sitting in Carolina Brother’s BBQ restaurant this evening, noshing on a pulled pork sandwich, dressed in my painters clothes, and generally looking like a mess, when all the sudden it hit me:  I AM LIVING MY DREAM.  Holy Cow.  Let me scroll back six years for context.      In the spring of 2002, I was auditing GE Mortgage Insurance (GEMI) in Raleigh, NC as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2108976585268638166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2108976585268638166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/livin-dream.html' title='Livin’ the Dream!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-7304389358271131452</id><published>2008-07-16T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:00:00.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Famous Last Words</title><summary type='text'>“Be Prepared!”                                                                                                                                                               - Boy Scouts Motto    In the interest of getting in shape, I bought myself a new Trek bike for my birthday in April.  It’s a lovely road bike, and I believe it weighs probably less than 20% of my old bike.  Ah, modern </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7304389358271131452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7304389358271131452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/famous-last-words.html' title='Famous Last Words'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SH5oOohCM3I/AAAAAAAAABY/mmPA8NervCE/s72-c/23wsd_blacksilver+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-6498731151558247039</id><published>2008-07-10T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:00:03.917-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-abuse'/><title type='text'>Buddha Belly Beware!</title><summary type='text'>First to Ourselves, then to Others Around UsAfter Wednesday’s bad day, I came home, got into my gym clothes, wrote and published my blog entry, and hauled my lazy butt a mile up the street to the sports complex for my Wednesday yoga class with Lorraine.  I was all set to cancel out on it, but decided when better to take a calming, centering, relaxing hour to myself than after a cruddy day?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6498731151558247039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6498731151558247039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/buddha-belly-beware.html' title='Buddha Belly Beware!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-291964213604001527</id><published>2008-07-09T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:13:10.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Random Affirmations</title><summary type='text'>I’ve had a really bad day.It was one of those days that was so frustrating, that I don’t even want to talk about it and hear myself whine any more.  Don’t get me wrong, nobody died or got fired or kicked me in the kneecaps… it was just an annoying day where politics interfered with getting real work done, and the lunacy of it all just tipped over my sane, pragmatic, roll with the punches sort of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/291964213604001527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/291964213604001527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-affirmations.html' title='Random Affirmations'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-7120447376116414165</id><published>2008-07-05T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:00:14.146-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastinate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>The Cowardly Lion Had It Within Him The Whole Time</title><summary type='text'>Courage is Running Toward the ThreatI had the opportunity to participate in a year-long leadership class last year, and in our very last session, a new facilitator DeeDee joined us.  She had fascinating stories about teaching leadership in all sorts of environments, and one that heavily resonated with me was how a native Hawai’ian group (if I recall correctly!!) taught leadership and courage.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7120447376116414165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7120447376116414165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/cowardly-lion-had-it-within-him-whole.html' title='The Cowardly Lion Had It Within Him The Whole Time'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3952855663501150937</id><published>2008-07-04T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:42:02.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='example'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principles'/><title type='text'>Good News Indeed!</title><summary type='text'>I’ll Live By My Standards … You Live By Yours  I received a very happy email last week from one of my favorite ex-boyfriends.  After nine years (to the day) of dating his cool chick, they finally became engaged!  Being a girl, of course I asked him for the gory details of the proposal, and what he wrote back not only was classically him, but a terrific reminder of how to live your life.      He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3952855663501150937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3952855663501150937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-news-indeed.html' title='Good News Indeed!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3189610856417175100</id><published>2008-06-23T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:13:27.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>Playing the Blame Game</title><summary type='text'>No, Life Is Not Fair.  Get Over It.  With the exception of TSA Steve, I’ve had a few frustrating travel experiences lately.  With an unusual ferocity of summer thunderstorms lately, my flight from JFK to IAD came within 20 minutes of landing, then was turned around to go all the way back to JFK, presumably to get more gas.  Upon arrival, we were told the flight was canceled, and all passengers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3189610856417175100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3189610856417175100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/playing-blame-game.html' title='Playing the Blame Game'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3922963480877274273</id><published>2008-06-22T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:00:01.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy Pausch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Managing Your Head Fakes</title><summary type='text'>‘Experience’ is what you get when you didn’t get what you wanted  If you haven’t yet taken the time to watch Randy Pausch’s Last Lecture:  Achieving Your Childhood Dreams, stop reading, open a new browser, and watch it on YouTube.  … Then come back here.        One of the remarks he makes is that “Experience is what you get when you didn’t get what you wanted.”  Surely you’ve heard or said to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3922963480877274273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=3922963480877274273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3922963480877274273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3922963480877274273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/managing-your-head-fakes.html' title='Managing Your Head Fakes'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-4535214863082554475</id><published>2008-06-20T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:11:08.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfectionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>How’s Your Tude?</title><summary type='text'>I’m Excellent!  … but trying to get better :o)  Steve is the TSA inspector who greeted me in the Seattle-Tacoma airport, one fine Sunday morning in April as I was starting my journey home from my grandparents’ house.  He is probably in his late 40s, with a grey mustache and a warm smile that crinkles his eyes.  His job is fairly unappreciated – on this morning, he was comparing IDs to boarding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4535214863082554475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=4535214863082554475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4535214863082554475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4535214863082554475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/hows-your-tude.html' title='How’s Your Tude?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-623835513975055459</id><published>2008-06-18T18:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:54:11.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>It's Not Cancer or AIDS</title><summary type='text'>There are worse things that can happen...I received a response to my "What's the Worst That Can Happen" blog last week that I wanted to share.  Sravanthi is one of my mentees at work, and she wrote to me about her own experience.  I share it with you here verbatim (with her permission).    Stephanie,After reading your blog, I wanted to share this with you. I had similar feeling, but with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/623835513975055459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=623835513975055459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/623835513975055459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/623835513975055459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-worse-things-that-can-happen.html' title='It&apos;s Not Cancer or AIDS'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SFrTOh-MOAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/COyFI8v33bg/s72-c/Sravanthi+-+Anish+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-3613258641129725614</id><published>2008-06-15T18:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:11:24.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-indulgence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the Lesson!</title><summary type='text'>“It's always the women who give up their seats”I was traveling north on the 4 5 6 line of the New York subway Friday evening, when a pleasant looking, well dressed, 60ish Lady got on at the 33rd Street station. The seats were all taken, so she took hold of a railing near me. I glanced around, and upon determining no one else was getting up, I asked Lady if she'd like to sit. She nodded without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3613258641129725614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=3613258641129725614&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3613258641129725614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/3613258641129725614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-for-lesson.html' title='Thanks for the Lesson!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-2120978811006891732</id><published>2008-06-13T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:06:03.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reputation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>Don't Be THAT Girl</title><summary type='text'>"I failed my driver's permit by one question, but I cried my way out of it!"Sitting in the airport this morning, I had an opportunity to enjoy the conversations of a group of Marin County high schoolers en route from San Francisco to Iceland, by way of Dulles and Kennedy airports. Amongst other things, the topic of driving came up, and one girl laughed as she announced, "I failed my driver's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2120978811006891732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=2120978811006891732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2120978811006891732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/2120978811006891732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-be-that-girl.html' title='Don&apos;t Be THAT Girl'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-858978242229591718</id><published>2008-06-12T18:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:11:40.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>What’s the Worst That Can Happen?</title><summary type='text'>Is it gonna kill you? In August 2000, I was four months into a new job that I was totally sucking at.  It was a rotational position, with four months in each location, and the first one had been a debacle.  Most of it was my fault;  I went into it thinking I was hot stuff and that I knew everything there was to know.  My Senior Manager at the time took it upon himself to straighten me out, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/858978242229591718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=858978242229591718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/858978242229591718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/858978242229591718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-worst-that-can-happen.html' title='What’s the Worst That Can Happen?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SFCX8FdNImI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jdvlIOpvP6Q/s72-c/Venus+De+Milo+x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-817169052216624348</id><published>2008-06-11T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:43:13.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>The Secret to Living a Long Life</title><summary type='text'>I asked the wise man on the mountain the secret of a long life. Thus began the birthday card I gave my dearest one yesterday on his 36th birthday (he finally caught up to his old woman!).      As my birthday gift to you, I’d like to pass along his infinite words of wisdom…   We all seek words of wisdom on living long [healthy] lives, hoping for something profound and meaningful yet easy to do… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/817169052216624348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=817169052216624348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/817169052216624348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/817169052216624348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/secret-to-living-long-life.html' title='The Secret to Living a Long Life'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-377700395856720977</id><published>2008-06-09T18:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:43:31.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastinate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Time, Precious Time</title><summary type='text'>“And you are young, and life is long, and there is time to kill today.        And then one day you find - ten years have got behind you                No one told you when to run;  you missed the starting gun!”                                                                                                                      - Pink Floyd, Time  At the end of last month, I wrote in Lorraine’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/377700395856720977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=377700395856720977&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/377700395856720977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/377700395856720977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-precious-time.html' title='Time, Precious Time'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-4308812113891260620</id><published>2008-06-04T18:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:07:45.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car wash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Good Golly!  What Will They Think??</title><summary type='text'>I am a certified tree huggerMy peeps chuckle at my passion, but that's part of what makes me me.  Three years ago, I donated $10 to the Arbor Day Foundation and planted the "flowering tree" twigs they sent me in pots along the side of my driveway.   Two years ago, I drove into town to pick up free oak twigs on my lunch break.  Last summer's drought wasn't kind to these poor twigs, but today I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4308812113891260620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=4308812113891260620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4308812113891260620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4308812113891260620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-golly-what-will-they-think.html' title='Good Golly!  What Will They Think??'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SEdPrfe7WQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ObF58z58bUo/s72-c/clean+car+rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-4827701596929544341</id><published>2008-06-02T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:12:31.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><title type='text'>Pay it Forward</title><summary type='text'>How can I ever pay you back for this?            Have you ever caught yourself telling someone that you feel bad because you've taken so much from them, and you don't feel like you've given back much in return?  Or have you been on the receiving end of this comment?This past April I flew to Seattle to visit my mom’s family.  I hadn’t been out to visit Grama &amp; Grampo in a few years, and the trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4827701596929544341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=4827701596929544341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4827701596929544341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/4827701596929544341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/06/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-34104077622121370</id><published>2008-05-29T18:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:35:00.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>Lorraine's Parting Thought</title><summary type='text'>Thank You For Inviting Me Into Your Wednesday!     Each week, I try to attend the Flow Yoga class at my community’s Sports Pavilion.  Lorraine is our instructor;  she is a lovely lady who guides us from sun salutations through final relaxation.  As we sit facing her on our mats at the end of each practice, she sends us off with a Namaste and a heartfelt, “Thank you for inviting me into your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/34104077622121370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=34104077622121370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/34104077622121370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/34104077622121370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/05/lorraines-parting-thought.html' title='Lorraine&apos;s Parting Thought'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-6132750324702032449</id><published>2008-05-27T18:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:13:23.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donald Trump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>When is the Last Time?</title><summary type='text'>When is the Last Time … You Did Something for the First Time?     As a kid, we had new experiences all the time.  Whether it was the first day of kindergarten, or the first bike ride without training wheels, or the first date, we were surrounded by firsts in our lives.  The thing is, doing something new was pretty ordinary back then, and failure was always an option!  It was the price we paid for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/6132750324702032449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=6132750324702032449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6132750324702032449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/6132750324702032449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-is-last-time.html' title='When is the Last Time?'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8251886359304345825.post-7097049585407952197</id><published>2008-05-21T18:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:16:18.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waitley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><summary type='text'>The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step ... this is my first step!For almost a year now, I've thought and talked idly about starting a website or a blog or *something* online to capture and share my thoughts on personal and professional development.   I love helping others become all, if not more, than they ever thought or hoped they could be.   For over ten years now, I've had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7097049585407952197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8251886359304345825&amp;postID=7097049585407952197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7097049585407952197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8251886359304345825/posts/default/7097049585407952197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooxianne.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>Brooxi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00335103266047517908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7bZRMTf44eo/SDRs9GuwCQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kw0afyOW86Q/S220/StephaneeWeeMee.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
