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“And… what kind of crazy world do we live in that two Australian nobodies thought it appropriate to play a ‘let’s-phone-up-the-hospital-as-Queenie-and-Charles prank?”
I’ve deleted all the previous post, except the above, to honour the nurse at the butt end of that ‘joke’. She killed herself yesterday.
Let’s face it, they’ve been some great American orators, among them John F Kennedy and Dr Martin Luther King. And in the UK, sadly deceased, our wonderful Mo Mowlem…
Now there’s Obama. Like all great orators, while undoubtedly full of passion, he also follows Aristotle’s teaching of 3 appeals to the listener for high power influence… Read more…
Excuse me? Could you be forgiven for thinking it was. Count up the number of women leaders you can think of who are alive at this time. If you got beyond 8 fingers, you’re doing well.
From the Boardroom to the shop floor, women are in the vast minority. Unless, of course, if it’s in traditional women’s territory like the W.I., child care and… I’m so dang fed up with women being corralled!
Now swish out your thinking and turn your attention to everyday life. To the shedloads of women who are unrecognised leaders. Read more…
Eyes blur with tears as I lean oh so gently into my compelling cause; my tender-golden-hearted-full vision.
Every woman to know who she is and what she has to offer the world. Every woman living in line with her passion and her natural confidence. With her natural self belief, wisdom and courage.
Every woman a beacon of sanity in this mad mad world with raving gun toting maniacs. With inter-personal-tribal-racial-cultural-national hatred splashing viciously across our screens… and deeply into our very cells. Read more…
I’m coming to the end of a 7 month business course which has been get-your-butt -into-gear from the off. My training group had a prep session last Friday for our ‘graduation’ day. No mortar boards, gowns or diplomas. Just pitch your business to a panel of such high profile people you could get vertigo without much effort.
Back at the prep session, the trainer asked who’d like to present and practise their pitch in front of the whole group… like now! I promise you, my hand went up so fast and furiously, I almost tore my arm out of its socket.
So, guess who got prime position? A definite yeehaaaa! But I was so disappointed. In a mixed gender group, I was the only lonely woman who went for it. Read more…