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You’ve been called.

You’ve been called to step up, to lead, to serve, to write, to create, to enact change, to generate, to produce, to speak and to succeed. Yes. To succeed.

And I think you’ve heard yourself SAY that you’re ready to answer the call.

It’s just, you’ve also heard yourself say:

It’s too late.
I’m not ready.
It’s all been done.
It doesn’t make sense.
It’s going to be too hard.
No one will listen.

What if none of that was true? I know it SEEMS true. You’ve certainly gathered enough evidence to support these claims. Yet, you’re here reading. Because you know that under the piles of story lives the truth. YOUR truth. And it’s swathed in desire.

Let’s shine some light on that. On you.

It’s your starring role that’s calling. Are you ready to step in?


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All the ways we can make magic

Good coaching is all about forward motion, propulsion, and stepping…

You’re in Good Company

When Tara Gentile got the call about teaching on live video in front of thousands of online viewers, her immediate reaction was, “Who me?”

Have stage. Will inspire.

You’ve got a stage and I’ve got a message. And presence. And power. And persuasion. Let’s talk…

When Things Just Aren’t Clicking

It’s time to shine some light on the situation. The Spotlight Session illuminates the places that seem dark and unknown.


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The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, the tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” – Emma Lazarus ***** You remember these words? Lazarus wrote this sonnet to raise money for the construction of the pedestal upon which the Statue of Liberty would stand. It was read as part of an exhibit to great acclaim, but was promptly forgotten and wasn’t included in the opening of the statue in 1886. It wasn’t included on the pedestal, even. It just was…absent. She died a year later. Can you feel that? Can you feel the pain of something written that was celebrated in a moment, known then forgotten. Looked over. Looked past. Vital and alive. Then insignificant and abandoned. Seen then unseen. But there is more, of course, for how else would we know this famous sonnet? Because a woman named Georgina advocated on the poem’s behalf. On Emma’s behalf. On behalf of all that the statue could come to represent, should the sonnet be re-remembered. She called in favours, lobbied hard and worked tirelessly to have the meaning mean...
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