I’m heading out in a few minutes to a networking luncheon. That’s not the risk. That’s why this post is a small one. The risk is that, not only will I be taking a bag of my brand new books with me (The RiskADay Journal: 28 Days to Being You Out Loud with Courage, Creativity [...]
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My Risk Today? Nutritionally Sound Eating
For some, healthy eating is a risk. What about you? Want to take the risk and join Laura Biering in letting go of something that no longer serves you? C’mon! You’re worth it!
Expanding Risks, Rewards and Reach
Recently, I’ve been spending a lot of time completing the creation of my forthcoming book, The RiskADay Journal. The process has been glorious, excruciating and fun, with just a little bit of drudgery thrown in. But I’ve kept my eyes on the prize, as they say, and it’s finally happening! I also want to say [...]
Laura Gets Around!
There’s a new kid in town – more blogging!
One Voice, One Vote – and the Sticker to Prove It!
When I got up this morning, it was my intention to vote in the primaries here in Georgia. (The risk in that? Making oneself heard at the risk of being unheard.)
It’s not me, it’s you.
I went to see a consultant whose job it is, through her employment at a state organization, to advise small business owners on marketing and other business building strategies. I had worked with her previously, much earlier in my process of becoming an entrepreneur. At the time, I didn’t get much value from the interactions, but I chalked it up to one of several things: how “green” I was, what an unprepared client I was, or something to that effect. In other words, I made it my fault. When I went back to see her, being anything but green, I was hoping for a better result. However, at the end of our most recent interaction, I felt even less assisted than last time. And, to say the least, I felt more frustrated and misunderstood.
In Defense of Delight
Do you know of the poet Jack Gilbert, or his profoundly moving poem, A Brief for the Defense? I was reading this poem aloud to a friend tonight, and realized that I had to simply ditch the post I was intending to polish then publish, and instead, share this provokingly powerful poem with you, too. I will not attempt to tell you what he says in the poem, for I couldn’t possibly do it justice. Please use one of the links in this post to give yourself the gift. I will, however, tell you that this is how it starts: “Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies are not starving someplace, they are starving somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.”
Here a Risk, There a Risk, Everywhere a Risk-Risk… Ee-i-ee-i-oh!
Seriously. I have been taking so many risks lately that my main risk muscle – my heart – should probably enter one of those muscle mass contests! So as I sit down to write my post today, I must remind myself that this is about a risk I am intending to take – one that [...]
Risking the Responsibility of Adulthood
Here I sit at the Toyota dealership, waiting for my car to be returned to me, in exchange for a couple thousand dollars, of course! That’s right, I said thousands, not hundreds. Not only am I getting my (car’s) 90,000 mile check-up, but I am also having all sorts of other things done – to [...]
