Women in Leadership

Write YOUR Vision

Have you thought about your vision for 2018?

If you feel like I do, 2017 can’t leave fast enough! Don’t get me wrong, it’s been a fairly good year for me. However, I am ready to be done with a lot of what we’ve all experienced this year – especially all things media and politically related. Around this time every year, I either attend or host a vision board party. For those of you who are not familiar, a vision board is a tool people use to help them clarify, concentrate on, and maintain focus on specific life goals and objectives. A vision board party is an opportunity to fellowship with like-minded people, and you create your own vision board. Sounds like fun, right?


As leaders, it is imperative that we not only create vision boards for our personal goals, but we should have a board or at least a journal for our organization as well. Did you know that most leaders don’t plan to fail but rather fail to PLAN? A vision helps you create plans, and plans turn into completed objectives and goals. Let me give you a real-life scenario that changed my playing field as a leader.

When I was District Governor in Toastmasters, I thought just using the Toastmasters model for visionary leadership would be good enough. After all, they were in the business of producing leaders and communicators for almost nine decades. Mid-way through my term, it became crystal clear to me that I needed to add “reinforcements.” Toastmasters International’s Board of Directors’ vision wasn’t sufficient. Not because it was flawed or poorly constructed. Their vision did not pan out with my leadership team because it was not MY vision. The first six months were a struggle because I failed to add my goals for the team and our district. Sadly, it was too late to undo the error in judgement on my end. As a result, we did not meet all of our goals required by Toastmasters to be a distinguished district. We did have great successes in spite of our challenges.

When I coach leadership teams, the first question I ask is “What’s YOUR vision?” I emphasize the word “your” because it is imperative that as leaders, your hand and heart is involved. Sure, your respective organization has their goals and you have to work hard to meet them. However, it is important that you include your thoughts and vision on how to accomplish them. The method I use for creating and writing my vision is What’s my “WHY?” method.

WHAT do I want? HOW will I get it? What will I YIELD from this vision?

What Do I Want?

Your vision should be specific, and answer the simple four-word question – What. Do. I. Want. In your want, you need to outline everything in your want… What is it? What does it look like? Who’s involved with helping me achieve this? Where do I need to look for resources to help me achieve your want? How will everything look when I achieve it? and How long will it take? The time table is important because you will be more likely to stick to the plans of achieving.


How Will I Get it?

Your vision should have a plan in place for achieving or getting the results you want. Again, people do not plan to fail… they fail to plan. Within your vision, write down specifics necessary to achieving your goal. Incorporate your plan with any action plan your organization has in place, but make sure you too have an idea. This is also a great time to make sure your team members have buy-in with your vision. It is important to ask for their input and suggestions. By doing this, you are not only establishing a positive rapport, but you are building trust, creating confidence, and letting your team know that they are valuable, therefore heightening rapport.


What Will I Yield From This Vision?

I get it… you are probably staring at your screen wondering where I am going with this. The fact is this, you have to know what you expect to gain from your vision. Just to say we will be successful isn’t going to cut it. What will everything, and I mean EVERYTHING look like when your vision comes to pass. What will your team’s future look like? What will they gain? What will the company gain? What will you gain as a result of all of your labor and hard works becoming successful? Where will this take you? How can you tie this into your next vision? What’s the profit expectation? All of these questions should have answers and be incorporated into this main question. Teams who don’t place expectations and measures of success at each level have just planned to fail at achieving your vision. Don’t let your hard works and labor be in vain because you neglected this very important step.


Over the next few weeks, sit down and figure out what your vision will be for 2018. Write it down in simple form so you won’t forget it. And for those who are wondering if it’s “corporate” appropriate to do a vision board, my answer is absolutely YES! My team sees my visual board for what I want to accomplish. The lessons learned from previous experiences and failures have helped me tremendously when it comes to gaining buy-in from my team. After all, I would like it to also be their vision for our team as well. Matter of fact, get the notebooks, construction paper, magazines, scissors and glue and have a team vision board party!!! You will be surprised, even pleased with what you all can come up with – together!

Write YOUR Vision, and make it plain!



Women in Leadership

Mental Health and the Black Woman – Part 2

PLEASE NOTE: This post is solely based on personal experience and opinion, and is in no way intended to provide any diagnostic or treatment advice. If you feel as if you are experiencing personal difficulties, you are encouraged to seek advice and treatment from a licensed professional. 

I hope you’re ready for part two of what I think is one of the deepest pieces I have ever written. Mental Health and the Black woman.

The first part talks about the effects of mental illness in black women. To me, it’s that hidden piece within many of us that we kind of shrug off as being “a sad day” or “I am dealing with life’s ebb and flow.” The reality is, many black women are walking around with an undiagnosed or underdiagnosed illness. No more are the days of saying “she’s just crazy” or calling someone “cray cray.” The struggles of life can and will eventually take their toll. As promised, here is my personal story of how “life” took its toll on me, and nearly took me out of here.

I have worked with mentally ill and chemically dependent people for the last 15 years – on and off as a case manager and Community Psychiatric Supportive Treatment Specialist (CPST). I have so many stories to share of my work and how I have dealt with what I thought was the worst cases known to anyone in the field. One of the things I used to always tell myself at the end of a long day of helping those who couldn’t help themselves was “I could never be like that!!!” As my grandmother would always say, NEVER say NEVER!

I have been blessed to have a pretty good life so far… grew up in one of the most affluent and racially diverse suburbs in the nation at the time, had BOTH parents in my life and household (my parents were married for almost 40 years before my father died in 2011), lived in a beautiful home, never wanted or needed for anything, and had multitudes of opportunities that were not afforded to most of my family members and friends. I had everything to be happy about, right?

The answer to that is WRONG!

I was a person who was in a lot of pain. Someone who would feel so lonely in a room full of people. For the most part, I was very much an introvert – not by choice – but because not a lot of my peers wanted to be bothered with me. From kindergarten until the day I walked across the stage to get my High School Diploma, I was the victim of what is now called “bullying.” I was incessantly teased, made fun of, belittled, and told just how worthless I was by my fellow classmates and peers in school. I always felt… “different.” In church, where one would think you would be totally accepted into the family of God, I was an outcast. There were children at my church that got more attention, got called on to sing more solos in children’s choir, and selected to do “special projects” more than me. I always felt that my “monkey face” as I was called by many in school, had a lot to do with the feelings I had. These feeling went well into my adult life… even if there were 20 people in a room gathered around me, I felt so alone and desolate. One day, shortly before my prom, I looked in the mirror in the upstairs hallway in my childhood home. I began to see the “ugly” and “worthless” girl that people told me I was. I burst into tears and was about to break the mirror. My father walked up the stairs and saw his hysterical daughter. When I calmed down, I explained to him what I was feeling. Like any good father, he told me I was the most beautiful queen in the world, and had some colorful words about those who felt otherwise. He soothed my pain at that moment, but it would me many years later before I finally accepted myself for who God created me to be.

In college, I still felt like an outcast. I wanted so desperately to fit in and feel loved, I got involved with the bad crowd and developed some habits that I am not proud of today. Everything I had learned from my parents and in church went out the door when I got to the quad at school. My friends had boyfriends, so I would date and get involved with the wrong guys (only three) to feel like I belonged. When I finally grew up and had to do some “adulting” things like get a job, I still felt like a speck on a dirty wall. I became “friends” with people who were there when it was payday or everything was good. But when “life” happened to me, they were ghost – no where to be seen or found. In fact, several of them completely turned their backs on me, lied on me, and tried to make me look bad.

With everything I went through – being bullied by peers and even some of my family members, being told that I was worthless, and even making the mistakes I made, it took tragedy for me to have my rock bottom.

In 2011, my father, who was my hero and biggest supporter, died suddenly. There was nor preparation. No final goodbye. Just a phone call from the nursing facility he was receiving rehab at telling me “he took a turn for the worse.” To this day, I cannot drive by that facility because of the pain of losing daddy, and still not knowing WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM! What do you do when the bottom is snatched from you like that? How do you go on when life went from being color to now grey? No one ever could prepare me on how to handle the grief of losing a parent, especially my father. I did the worst thing anyone could do – postpone my grieving process. Instead of going through the five stages of grief, I threw myself into any and every project I could. I worked extra shifts. I ran for and held several leadership positions within an organization I am a member of – and it was detrimental – for me, and those I served. Because of my pain, I did not effectively serve in the manner they deserved from their leader. At the end of my term in leadership in 2013, “I lost my basket” as they say down south about those who have breakdowns. In July, 2013, I was so low. I abruptly quit my job the month before, was living my my mother’s basement because I had given up my home and lost all of my belongings, and was just hopeless. On a Sunday morning, I decided that I did not want to live anymore. The pain of not having my father in my life was so deep, and all of the pain I had endured in life had been “swept under the rug” for so long, that I could not deal with life as it was for me. I remember getting dressed, getting into my car, and intending on driving to the lake and driving my car (with me in it) into Lake Erie (one of my father’s favorite places). I remember thinking that me, and everyone, would be better without me. While I was driving, I remember asking God to stop me if He had a purpose for me being here on Earth. I blacked out. The next thing I remember was being on the floor at a church that a good friend of mine attends – sobbing and her telling those around me “she’s been saved for a long time.” A few weeks ago, I came across the church program for that service – the sermon was called “DE-MASK-US” and it was based on Acts 9 and the Damascus Road – when “Saul” converted and became “Paul.” I truly believe on that day, I experienced my own Damascus Road experience, because I too was converted from the old me and given a new life.

After that Sunday morning, I made it up in my mind that I would not allow the world to take me out. I immediately went to grief counseling and therapy. I was diagnosed with moderate clinical depression. Depression is definitely one of those illnesses that can debilitate a person. You have feelings of sadness, hopelessness, and eventually you lose interest in daily activities. I would stay in my mother’s basement for days, would not shower or bathe, lashed out and posted insane, angry posts on social media (please avoid Facebook when you are going through something – you cannot take back a post once it’s out there), and I let every area of my life go. I was also very angry at God during this time – I felt that He had abandoned me, and I was angry that my father had died. Through all of that, God kept giving me this gentle reminder from John 14:1-3

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.”

God was giving me comfort by reiterating that He was with me. He also gave me a gentle reminder that heaven is my home… I’m just passing through here. This scripture gave me the strength needed to being to overcome the dark cloud that plagued me.

Here are some of the things I did in order to begin the process of healing and overcoming my bout with mental illness:

  1. FORGIVE yourself for everything you have done wrong, or did not do. A lot of what we are feeling is guilt from one or more situations in our lives that we have not dealt with properly. It is okay to admit that you made mistakes – just don’t stay parked on the mistakes mad
  2. Forgive those who have wronged you. This was one area that I struggled with – still struggle with. I am like Madea when it comes to people doing wrong… I want them “get got” immediately. However, having this kind of attitude is like playing the role of “god” and it’s wrong. When we don’t forgive someone, it’s like drinking poison and expecting the one that harmed you to die from the affects. Forgive those who wrong you. It doesn’t give them a pass for what they did – but it gives you the peace you need and deserve
  3.  Ask God for forgiveness. God is a loving and caring God. He is waiting for us to say “I messed up – I am sorry.” God is gracious and is willing to give us multiple chances to get right
  4. SEEK PROFESSIONAL ATTENTION IMMEDIATELY!!! I cannot emphasize this enough! It is not possible to receive the proper diagnosis, interventions and treatment necessary in order to ensure you begin your journey of healing and becoming whole. Ask questions. Do not be afraid to share openly with a professional what and how you are feeling. The more you share, the more help you will receive.
  5. It is okay! Find a support group to help you with whatever trauma or situation you are dealing with. I had a support group at church that handled grief and loss of a loved one. I also looked at and joined additional support groups that helped with other issues I was dealing with (overeater’s anonymous for my emotional eating habits for one). You do not have to go through this journey alone.
  6. Change your circle. Sometimes, being around depressed and negative people can have a negative impact on your mood. It’s okay to tell people “goodbye” in order for you to have a better life and positive outlook. Remember, you are the top five people you associate with.

I hope this blog series has helped someone deal with their issues, as well as helped someone going through. I can truly say that I am healthier, happier and see life in color again. I have learned from my mistakes, forgiven, and moved forward. Based on my past experience, I now know when symptoms may occur, and what to do to combat them. I am no longer afraid to seek help from professionals, and I am committed to keeping God first in all things. Prayer is the key, but faith without works is dead. Here’s to helping our community of women begin the process of healing and helping us all become whole.



Women in Leadership

Mental Health and the Black Woman – Part 1

PLEASE NOTE: This post is solely based on personal experience and opinion, and is in no way intended to provide any diagnostic or treatment advice. If you feel as if you are experiencing personal difficulties, you are encouraged to seek advice and treatment from a licensed professional. 

This post is probably one of the most difficult things I have ever written – God gives us tests in life in order for us to have a testimony. What someone neglected to tell me is that the testimony I am about to share nearly cost me my life.

There is a stigma that is rapidly growing in the black community. A stigma that is not widely discussed as it should be. An elephant that has unfortunately resided in many of our homes and families for generations that has been ignored or swept under the rug. It is a stigma that we like to keep “in the house,” as our big momma’s and elders would put it when something traumatic would happen to our aunties, cousins, or even our parents. It is an issue that must be addressed with the quickness.

The “elephant” in the room is Mental Illness.

According to the US HHS Office of Minority Health:

  • Adult Black/African Americans are 20 percent more likely to report serious psychological distress than adult whites.
  • Adult Black/African Americans living below poverty are three times more likely to report serious psychological distress than those living above poverty.
  • Adult Black/African Americans are more likely to have feelings of sadness, hopelessness, and worthlessness than are adult whites.
  • And while Black/African Americans are less likely than white people to die from suicide as teenagers, Black/African Americans teenagers are more likely to attempt suicide than are white teenagers (8.3 percent v. 6.2 percent).

Black/African Americans of all ages are more likely to be victims of serious violent crime than are non-Hispanic whites, making them more likely to meet the diagnostic criteria for post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Black/African Americans are also twice as likely as non-Hispanic whites to be diagnosed with schizophrenia.

In the era we live in today where mass media has swallowed up our psych, we are seeing more and more of people “going crazy” than ever with the birth of social media. More and more, we are seeing people having mental breakdowns on Facebook live, reading meltdown tweets, and a sense of hopelessness and helplessness at our fingertips. I need not go into detail of the horror we all felt when our peaceful Easter Sunday meals and festivities was tragically interrupted with the live Facebook video that was circulated of an innocent man being murdered. Daily, we are seeing more and more suicides and homicides of people based on mental meltdowns. It is at a point now where we can no longer shake these incidents off. The state of mental health in the black community must be addressed.

Black women are the most vulnerable demographic when it comes to suffering from depression and anxiety. In fact, black women are the most undertreated group for depressive disorders, which can present a real detriment. The origins of black women and depression go back to slavery. As slaves, black women were in charge of “holding down the fort” at the plantations – they took care of the slave master’s home, raised their kids, gave birth to their own children and raised them, and deal with being sexually assaulted by the master, and having to conceal their emotions. The “Angry Black Woman” label and syndrome was largely birthed based on a lot of historical trials and tribulations we have had to endure, and continue to endure. Black women have had to carry more weights and stresses than anyone. Black women have more adversities to contend with than our white counterparts. We are now dealing with being the primary heads of our homes (nearly 70% of black households are headed by a single black woman), being behind socioeconomically (we still make $.62 of the working dollar according to the U.S. Department of Labor), and even though we are the most educated demographic in the nation (http://www.essence.com/2016/06/07/new-study-black-women-most-educated), we still have to fight to even be invited to the C-Suite wing of major corporations, thus making us top rank in the start-up business and entrepreneurial arenas. This in itself can cause anyone to go into a depressive state.

I was one of the 16% of black women who sought treatment for moderate clinical depression in 2014. It was one of those things that I too tried to sweep under the rug, and labeled as being stressed and exhausted. What I did not realize was because I kept sweeping my symptoms under the rug, I created a massive volcano that abruptly erupted and created havoc. It destroyed relationships. It cost me my career (at the time). It nearly took me out of here. I did not understand why I was feeling the way that I was feeling at the time. I suffered from extended periods of sadness and despair that would not go away. I would cry at the drop of a hat, have fits of rage, and lash out. I was incredibly cruel to those around me and careless with my words. It was by far the worst period of my life.

Tomorrow, I will discuss my experience with mental illness and how love, prayers, and seeking treatment healed me. Meanwhile, please feel free to leave your comments. Please Note: This is a public blog, so please be mindful about posting sensitive and personal information. All inappropriate and offensive comments will be deleted.



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It’s a NEW Season

June 17

I love the beginning of a new month! It presents a unique opportunity that many don’t take advantage of – hitting the RESET button!

Today is June 1st, and we will experience a lot of changes. For some, it’s the end of another school year as most schools will break for the summer. Others will experience a life change with transitioning from being a k-12 pupil to entering into college or another form of adulthood. If you’re like my husband, you will celebrate another year of life on your birthday (shout out to all of the June babies). And of course, all of us will celebrate the dawning of a new season – Summertime! Whatever the change, we all have an opportunity to a fresh start in our journey.

This month is exciting for me! I am in the process of launching my new book, The Purpose Woman – How Pain Produced PURPOSE. This was one of the hardest pieces I ever wrote and I am thrilled about my essay. It is my hope that through my personal tragedies and triumphs, I will be able to help someone who may be going through something similar. I have also decided that June is going to be a month of re-dedication on a spiritual level for me as well. I hit the reset button on my old habits as it relates to my prayer life and my commitment to obligations I have made with my church. I want my service to be something that God will be proud of, as well as something that can be emulated by others. I’ve decided to be a positive influence and want my light to shine so bright that God can’t get anything but the praise and glory. I also want to be so filled with the spirit of God that when a fly or bee stings me, they will leave singing “There is Power in the Blood of Jesus!

What would you like to hit the reset button on? What areas would you like to see accomplishment, and/or improvement? Today is the perfect day to work on those areas. It’s the beginning of YOUR new beginning – make the best of it!

“Let go of yesterday. Let today be a new beginning and be the best that you can, and you’ll get to where God wants you to be.” – Joel Osteen

What are some things you want to hit the reset button on? Sound off below with your comments!

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Spring Clean Your Way to Success

With spring fever in the air, many of us are doing our HAPPY dance (I can hear Pharrell in the background now). We are shaking away the winter blues that lingered among us longer than we liked. Like the masses, we are doing the ritualistic “Spring Cleaning”, shedding clothes that we absolutely can’t fit and tossing items we no longer want in our homes. Sounds fun, right?

However, this post is related to a Spring Cleaning that we all should think about doing – the cleaning of our soul!

Think about this – we hear every New Year of resolutions that people make, many of them broken by 12:01am on January 2nd. I was one who would set resolutions, only to have them broken within the month of January. Based on past behaviors and experiences, I have found that my greatest ideas and goals accomplished coincide with “Spring Cleaning”. I have a personal ritual that I use to prepare myself to experience much success.

First, I re-establish my purpose. This is done by fasting, praying and journaling. I also incorporate meditation and reading during this time.

Next, I shed! I shed any and all things unnecessary to have in my quest for excellence. This includes people, bad habits, things, etc.. Carrying dead weight only holds you back from your destiny.

Finally, I get to work! After I figure out what projects need to be started, I just do it. I throw myself into what needs to be done. Of course, I always have accountability buddies assigned to help me stay focused, as well as do a regular PDCA (Plan, Do, Check, Adjust) session with me. I then journal the process and my progress.

As we prepare to do our Spring Cleaning, let’s not only do the household cleaning, but the interior and exterior cleaning of our lives and souls. Let’s set and accomplish the goals and dreams within our hearts and spirits!

Happy Cleaning!

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Real Leaders Inspire CHANGE

Real Leaders Inspire CHANGE

The more things don’t change, the more they stay the same. Real leaders inspire change and not staying in the same boat you started in. Leadership IS ever-changing, yet always inspiring! People who are willing to step up to the plate and serve in leadership must be willing to set the standard, even raising the bar for your followers and emerging leaders. If you want to be successful, inspire CHANGE!