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“Champions know that success is inevitable; that there is no such thing as failure, only feedback. They know that the best way to forecast the future is to create it.”

Michael J. Gelb

“Feedback is the breakfast of champions.”

Ken Blanchard

Yesterday we went to our seven-year-old daughter Sagey’s dance recital.  We brought all of our kids so Philippe and I each had a 13 month-old baby boy on our lap and Madison (age 13) and Phoenix (age 4) on our sides.  It was in Watertown High School’s auditorium, which holds a lot of people.  We had bought our tickets months before and when showed up and sat down in our pre-assigned seats, we were seated right next to our best friends who live three doors down from us.  Synchronicity!  They have four kids and all their kids are best friends with our kids.  Good stuff.

The first hour was fantastic.  So fun.  The energy was great, the kids adorable, the choreography and costumes impressive.  Then the recital was over, or so I thought.  No, it was intermission. This concerned me because if it had already been an hour and now it was intermission, and well, that must mean that there was an hour to go.  Gasp!  I didn’t know how my 13 month-old boys would do.  I didn’t know how my four-year-old boy would do.  I didn’t know how Supermom would do!  It was noon and I was hungry.  Nursing twins makes my already big appetite even bigger.  I had assumed the recital would be an hour and hadn’t brought snacks for any of us.


Another hour later and it was still not close to being finished.  “OMG!” I thought.  Are they out of their minds?  This audience is packed with families with small children.  How do they expect us all to sit still for over two hours?

Three and a half hours later (!), the director came out and began thanking everyone.  OMG, she went on, and on, and on.  And on!  As I watched her I wondered if she felt the energy in the room.  Everyone had had enough––hours before.  What had begun as wonderful was ending as anything but.  “I’m starving!” I said to my friend and she responded, “I’m not hungry but I feel like I’ve been on a ten hour flight.”

The lesson?  Too much of a good thing?  Be aware vs. clueless?  Balance?  Be cognizant of who your audience is?

There were many.

My friend and I are trying to figure out how we can anonymously give this feedback to the director.  Because if she’s not aware, she should be told.  That’s how we all grow––through feedback.  If we’re open enough to hear it.

Why anonymous?  Well, no one wants to be “that” parent and then have “that feedback” transferred onto your child.


So today I have so much gratitude for all of the feedback I receive from our Prana Power Yoga students.  About the heat.  About the teaching.  About the schedule.  About everything.  I know it takes courage to give the feedback and I’m so grateful that they know that they can give me feedback and I’ll hear it and receive it with an open heart and mind and learn and grow from it.

Ask yourself if you’re open to feedback when it comes, no matter what the form.



“It’s not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are.”

Roy Disney

“It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

Joanne Kathleen Rowling

“The art of leadership is saying no, not saying yes. It is very easy to say yes.”

Tony Blair

“Have the courage to say no. Have the courage to face the truth. Do the right thing because it is right. These are the magic keys to living your life with integrity.”

W. Clement Stone

“Some people think it’s holding that makes one strong–sometimes it’s letting go.”

“You just have to do your own thing, no matter what anyone says. It’s your life.”

Ethan Embry

“It’s important to run not on the fast track, but on your track.”

Robert S. Eliot and Dennis L. Breo

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Super-Mom Betsy Parsons:

I expected motherhood to change me.  How could it not?  Everything was new.  But what I didn’t expect was that motherhood would strip me bare – drop me to rock bottom – force me to face that I had lost myself – demand that I pick up the shattered bits of me and piece myself back together.  It was all at once brutal and gratifying.  I am grateful for all of it.  I have learned who I am and how great my support system is.  I learned how absolutely wonderful my husband is, what a fantastic dad he is, and what a loving and supportive family surround us.  It’s not just me who is a super mom.  It’s my husband, my mom and dad, and my mother and father-in-law who make up this super family.  Each one of us plays an important role. Life is a tremendous gift, and we were all starkly reminded of that during the first six weeks of my daughter’s life. We almost lost her.  The first six weeks of her life were spent in the NICU.  She was a full term baby but a very sick one.  After she came home, every milestone was carefully watched.   She thrived.  And I almost missed it because I was worried about what could be wrong.  It was 9 months later when I started to splinter apart.  She was walking and I was cracking – emotions needed to be expressed.  I needed to feel again.  Not surprising, but I hadn’t been taking care of myself.  I was just trying to make it through a minute, then an hour, and a full day.  I wasn’t taking care of myself.  I wasn’t sleeping well.  I was sleepwalking.  I rationalized that all of this was well within a first-time mom response (ha!).   Eventually, I was diagnosed with PTSD and got help.  I began to piece myself back together.  It took another full year for me to hear the stirrings of my voice.  It’s been over two years, and just recently I realized that I am whole again.  I experienced such joy in finding myself.    I had really missed me!  But losing myself and finding an improved version had taken hold – makes me so grateful for the journey.  It has allowed me freedom to be myself, to slow down and enjoy the moments of motherhood, to rely on my family to play significant roles raising my daughter, to trust, and to embrace the unexpected.  It’s often what I need most!  I’m so thankful for my super family – including my husband who is embracing his role as stay-at-home dad!  Collectively, we’re a super team with a super daughter.