by Beth Fitzgerald | Jun 2, 2022 | Burdens, Courage, Fear, Hope, Obstacles, Resilience, Uncategorized, Worry
What is the thing that’s currently weighing you down? We all have something—always. It’s just kind of how life works. For me, right now, I would say successfully selling my house, but not having my next place to live, is weighing on me. It’s not...
by Beth Fitzgerald | Apr 5, 2022 | Character, Growth, Inner Peace, Kindness, Leadership, Obstacles, Self Improvement
I get asked a lot about situations—”What would you do if…,” and “How would you handle…?” My simple answer is that there are two ways of looking at any situation: outside-in or inside-out. Most people come to me with their situations...
by Beth Fitzgerald | Nov 2, 2021 | Blessings, Obstacles, Peace, Stress
The other day I found a clipping from a magazine article that I had saved or someone had given to me, I’m not sure. It was unfamiliar to me, but as I read it, I was so pleased it surfaced when it did. As I share it, I hope it’s helpful to you as well. The...
by Beth Fitzgerald | Oct 12, 2021 | Grit, Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Perspective, Success
Today, I want to keep it simple and short but powerful and helpful. What is the obstacle in front of you right now? You know—it’s the thing that keeps you up at night, or drains you of your energy during the day. You think about this a lot, and likely, to no...
by Beth Fitzgerald | Sep 17, 2021 | Burdens, Happiness, Inner Peace, Obstacles, Ownership, Strategy, Success
“If you could kick the person in the pants for most of your trouble, you wouldn’t sit for a month.” Theodore Roosevelt When a client comes to me for the first time and begins to unpack their problems, I hear a lot about a boss, a colleague, a team, a...
by Beth Fitzgerald | Sep 15, 2021 | Action Steps, Burdens, Obstacles, Resourcefulness, Stress, Success
I get fascinated by the most peculiar things. The other day, I saw my 90-pound dog open a bedroom door with her nose to let herself out. I chuckled as I thought about how resourceful she was, even without hands. And then I became fixated on the door. Doors, alone, are...
