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Starting a New Career at 30

WoW! I am truly intrigued and will pass your journey on to the many beautiful ladies that I mentor and some times they mentor me. It is wonderful to be surrounded by youth. You keep me inspired. A baby boomer with the Peter Pan mentality.

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   In six months I will turn thirty years old. Looking back at my twenties, I can honestly say I had really great times with awesome people and I had really hard times which taught me patience and understanding life better than before. I achieved a lot in my twenties — I served in the United States Marine Corps, I wrote a book, I modeled and acted for campaigns and TV commercials, I was the CEO of a business consulting firm for nearly 12 years, which I started at age 17, I was nominated for and received many awards and I traveled to and explored many places, events, and of course, coffee shops. The important things my twenties taught me was humbleness and how to be confident in myself. I was so determined to be successful during my teenage years and I can honestly say that I did achieve success. 

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I come from a military family.  Both of children were born on Military Bases.   Levonnia was born in 29 Palms California.  MCAS 29 Palms. Frederick pictured below was born in Cherry Pt NC.  MCAS Cherry Pt.  This picture was at the Retirement Party of one of my son’s superior officers.  We became friends when I was on the Tiger Cruise.  My Brother John and I spent 3 days aboard the USS Makin Island.  It was an amazing experience.  I have great respect for the men and women that spend time aboard Navy Vessels.  It was a city within itself.   So from a Marine Wife and Navy Mom.  Happy Veterans Day.

I’ve been toying with a simple phrase lately: Dignity work. What does it mean? How might we define it? What if we made the nurturing of dignity our primary purpose as human beings? What kind of world would we see? I see at least two angles on this: First, we can look at dignity work through a lens […]

via Dignity work — Minding the Workplace

CRY ME A RIVER

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Today  was such a blue day for me.  I am crying as I write this post.  Today was pity party day.  I am so sick of being sick.  Chemotherapy is killing my inner spirit.  No matter what it is doing to my body I am now beginning to feel sorry for myself.  It seems I am on a lonely island .  Where are my friends?  Where are the loved ones?  I have given so much in my 66 years.  It seems as though no one cares.

Last year I escorted a friend on a cruise to Mexico.  Her last trip for sure.  She asked and I said yes.  This year I have cancer.  The irony of it all. God what is the lesson right now.  I am trying to be patient.  It is hard being sick.  My energy level is minus zero.  I keep going though.  I am grateful to my dear friends that have reached out to me.  Michael my angel.  Levonnia my Rock.  Still I worry about them.  Because it must be hard seeing be suffer.  I wonder what did I do to deserve this fate.  I need to go to the deep end of the pool.  I am in the deepest part of the pool and trying not to drown, some times I feel like giving up.  I am so tired.  So very tired.

 

So I am crying a river.  I have lost my innocence,  Cancer will give you a reality check.  Don’t despair this too shall pass.  It is imperative that I cry, I can no longer pretend like it okay.  If you only knew how many people I love trusted and helped that turned their backs on me it would amaze you.

I now realize it is all part of the grieving process.  Bishop Jakes once said as long as you live you are going to lose something, relationships, jobs, money, health, friends, and family.Matthew 22 — Arlin Sorensen’s Thoughts on Scripture

I am back!!!!!

Hello blog world.  I am very thrilled to be back.  I have been so busy living my life.  It is now time to report on all of the good bad and the ugly.  I will begin at the end.  January 2017 I was diagnosed with endometrial cancer.  February 16, 2017  I had a complete hysterectomy .  I started chemotherapy in March.  I have two more cycles to go.  Hopefully I will be cancer free soon.  I am glad to be back to share more about my journey with you all.

In the meantime,  I welcome all comments.  Share with me! Cancer is no joke. View full article »

Matthew 22 begins with Jesus telling a parable about the king who invites a number of people to the wedding feast for his son. They were all ‘too busy’ to attend, so since it was prepared, he sends his servants out to bring anyone who would to come fill the seats. “The wedding feast is […]

via Matthew 22 — Arlin Sorensen’s Thoughts on Scripture

Yesterday I attended my first Pink concert. I feel in love with this young artist recently.  I was looking at one of the Entertainment Channels and came upon an interview of Pink.   I found her to be so real and her challenges mirror many of my own.  Mind you I am 62 years old, however, I just felt such a kinship with Pink.  So I went online and goggled her name and learned that she was starting a tour and would be coming to LA.  Well I bought tickets for my daughter and I to attend.  Well I ended up going alone because my daughter could not find a babysitter.  The truth of the matter we are two women that are battling to stay sane in the face of so much drama.  I felt pulled to attend this concert. I had to see Pink in person. Well my seat was in the nosebleed section which suited me fine because there were not many people and my seat was directly above the stage!!!! I had the surreal feeling as though it was just Pink and I, no crowds just her performing for me. Thanks to the big screen I missed none of the excitement.  Well do I start, it was a spiritual transformation.  Pink gives her all.  She is real.  Her music touched the core of what I had been feeling for way too long.  The song that brought tears to my eyes was the one that I copied below! F####ing Perfect!.  OMG! Pink was singing this song to me.  It might sound silly but I really don’t care. I have been praying to God, please help me break out of this despair.  I have been battling Depression and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder for over five years.  I have been sinking into a deep dark hole. At times, I felt that I was truly losing my grip on life.  I need a break through!!!!!! Last night, Pink you delivered me when you sang this one song.  The entire concert was awesome.  Your bravery girl, flying over the crowd no doubt.  Your acrobatics, , the dancing, the energy I was mesmerized.  I walked away from this concert transformed.  Today is the first day of the rest of my silly life!  Those voices in my head were killing me.  You should have done this or why did you do that? Lawd have mercy.  Last night, you told me to change the voices in my head. I am  F###ing perfect!!!! I am so thankful that God has made me this unique person!!!! I have been inspired by Pink!!!! She has lived the life and shares her pain to help heal others from those demons that chase us.(All of us no matter how rich or poor). 

So I am a Pink Fan!!!! Next Concert I will have on my Pink Wig and Pink Tutu because I am celebrating this new me!!!!

Bless you Pink!!!!!

Fuckin’ Perfect”

Made a wrong turn once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that’s alright Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss ‘No way, it’s all good’ It didn’t slow me down. Mistaken, always second guessing Underestimated, look I’m still around
Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel Like you’re less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me
You’re so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk) About yourself. You were wrong. Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head) Make them like you instead.
So complicated, Look how we all make it. Filled with so much hatred Such a tired game It’s enough, I’ve done all I could think of Chased down all my demons I’ve seen you do the same (Oh oh)
Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel Like you’re less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me
The whole world’s scared, so I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard And it’s a waste of my time. Done looking for the critics, cause they’re everywhere They don’t like my jeans, they don’t get my hair Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?
(Yeah! Oh!) I’m pretty, pretty, pretty
Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel Like you’re less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me (You’re perfect, you’re perfect) Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me.

Go First

Take the leap of faith! I am talking to me!

Take It Personel-ly

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Go first.

The action of going first is to take a leap of faith. It is putting yourself out there. Making yourself vulnerable. Taking a calculated risk.

Going first is summoning up the courage to step outside your comfort zone and try something new.

This means putting your inner fears aside. It means not caring what others around you will think. (You can’t please everyone all the time.)

In Leadership, going first means you set the example. You walk the talk. You are the first person to admit when you make a mistake.

It also means that when you’re building trust in teams, that you Go First. Be the first to place your trust in your team – that they know what they are doing. Trust that the people around you have the skills and abilities to get the job done.

In Leadership Going First also means that you…

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wtf is alopecia?

A great insight into Alopecia.

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Alopecia is an autoimmune disease.

Breaking it down…

Auto: self.

Immune: to protect against something disagreeable.

Disease: a disorder of structure or function in a human, animal, or plant, esp. one that produces specific signs or symptoms or that affects a specific location and is not simply a direct result of physical injury.

Autoimmune disease: a disorder occurring when the body mistakenly attacks and destroys healthy tissue.

Alopecia is an autoimmune disease that mistakenly attacks hair follicles, those follicles become inflamed and the result is hair loss.

One in fifty people will have alopecia at some point in their lives. It’s a high statistic and a very visible autoimmune disease. Most often we don’t see it because with hats, hairstyles, scarves and wigs, we are able to hide it.

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Section of a hair from Gray’s Anatomy.

It is believed that a person’s genetic makeup may trigger the autoimmune reaction of…

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