use words to help people make money, make meaning and make sense. You can hire me to write for you, to teach you or your group how to write or to speak to your organization. On the personal side, I am a real girl living a very, very real life. And by "real," I mean fun, scary, messy, incredibly imperfect, unbalanced and way, way awesome. I write about my real life here, on this site, and also elsewhere for entrepreneurs, single parents, working moms, work-from-home professionals and regular people. That pretty much sums it up.

Lessons From Lily

January 19th, 2010

Some of you may know that I write a weekly blog (“Truth Tuesday”) for CurrentMom.com.

This week’s is my most personal yet – maybe ever (if you can believe that!?).

It is about my Mom.

I hope you will read it here.

xoxo Alli

My Self-Help Revolution Ends (Or Starts?)….NOW

January 8th, 2010

A friend who visited my home and office a few times last year would joke with me about the many (many, many) self-help and personal development books I had lining my shelves.

My friend was right. It was a lot. Much less than some people I know (who combine the book addiction with the CD addiction with the seminar addiction with the information product addicition….) but far more than the average.

 

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I’m Only A Girl In A Silly Red Sheet

January 3rd, 2010

I wanted to write a love letter to 2009.

Because I loved all that was 2009. And 2009 loved me. And we were made for each other. And like a girl who can’t let go easily, I was sorry to see 2009 go.

I was going to title it “An Ode to 2009” (simple, yes). I was going to talk about my themes for 2009 (magic, clarity and peace) and for 2010 (patience, forgiveness and focus).

 

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Happiness Is A DIY Job

December 25th, 2009

“Never depend on others to make you happy.
You can do it yourself.”

So today is Christmas. Wishing those of you who celebrate it (and actually all of you) a day of peace and joy. And hoping this peace and joy carry through every day of your life, Christmas or not. That goes for everyone.

My Name Is Allison & I Am A Fraud (Sorta)

December 18th, 2009

I decided to write this blog post earlier this month. Actually, I didn’t “decide.”  I “knew.”

And ever since I “knew,” I have come up with plenty of delays, excuses and reasons why it wasn’t exactly the right time to write it.

Then I finally wrote it last week but didn’t post it.

I tweeted about it but sat on it and did nothing:

 

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I’m Not The Girl I Used To Be

December 13th, 2009

I had an interesting day.

And by “interesting,” I mean weird. A combination of introspective and realistic and scary and profound. All those things.

One of those days where you experience things and people and feelings that remind you of where you once were, of how far you have come, of what’s changed and of, yes, how far you still have to go.

 

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Crossing Karaoke Off My Bucket List

December 12th, 2009

As I mentioned in my now-famous (OK, not so much) ladybug post, one of my “Bucket List” items for 2009 was karaoke. Well, I not only did it but I did it big (with a big song) and publicly and with no visible singing skills whatsoever.

I stink, but it’s OK. I loved every second of it.

 

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Silent All These Years

December 7th, 2009

With apologies to the great Tori Amos (lyrics here)……

This is a song that “spoke” to me all these years.

And now I know why.

Because I, too, was silent all these years. (Read here about how I have been working on my voice…)

 

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The Truth About The Truth

December 2nd, 2009

Since the time we were young kids, we were always told to “tell the truth.”

It was hammered into us. Honesty — that’s a virtue. Liars are bad people. You are good if you tell it like it is.

You go to court and you swear to tell “the whole truth and nothing but the truth.”

George Washington would never told a lie.

 

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At Least It Will Make A Good Blog Post

November 29th, 2009

Over the years, I somehow, inexplicably became someone who chose hibernation and all that was “safe” over taking chances and getting the heck out of my comfort zone.

It seemed much easier.

No risk, no reward had its own kind of reward. Or so I told myself.

Then along came 2009.

And all bets were off.

 

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