The End of 2011

A smart man recently told me… it’s not important how you end your year, it’s how you start your year. Ah – lovely isn’t it?

It’s been years since I stayed in on NYE — but boy, it’s sure been a productive one. My house is clean. Laundry is done. Clean sheets are on my bed. The fridge is stocked full of groceries. I unpacked from Christmas and finished my thank you’s. I’ve made my to do list for the week. I have *almost* achieved Inbox zero.

I don’t regret staying in at all. In fact, I should do it more often.

I’m thrilled that 2011 is over and I’m headed into 2012 with excitement and energy.

Tomorrow will mean yoga in the AM, cheering on {… maybe participating in} the Polar Bear swim in the afternoon and working on my 2012 goals.

From the bottom of my heart, Happy New Years Eve. May 2012 be your best year yet.

Jillian xo

PS – T-5 weeks until I celebrate the New Year… in Costa Rica. :)

Terrified of Average?

Last night I went on a girl date with the lovely Arpen Thandi (one of the masterminds behind Marketing at Popchips Canada). Oh by the way, we went to East is East on Main… sooo good – divine eats, atmosphere and chai!

So anyways we got chatting and we both admitted that we were terrified of being average. Yes, we had a fear of being average.

I define ‘average’ as ordinary or maybe even status quo. With being average, comes average education, experience, salary and expectations. Average means no better or worse than anyone else, just average.

Average seriously makes me want to throw up. To me, being average means blending into society.

I don’t want to be average.

I want to be different.


Dear Vancouver

August 20th commenced the start of a new journey. I packed up my belongings and made the journey from Calgary to Vancouver. To some degree, I walked away from the last 8.5 years. I quit my job. I profusely thanked my mentors and colleagues. I ended leases. I high fived past roommates. In the midst of tears, I said goodbye to friends.

Whether the past be good or bad, I walked away.

As much as I resisted in that very moment, it was time to start a new chapter.

I believe that one will always have an attachment to their hometown. My hometown is Salt Spring Island and I don’t think it will ever be considered ‘home’ in my adult life. For the last 9 years, I have felt in transition. I have been living in a city for a purpose — whether it be university or a job. I didn’t choose to live in Calgary because I liked it… I chose to live there because it gave me opportunity.

I over-think so many things that happen in my life, but the decision to move to Vancouver? Not at all. I made it on a whim. I was that girl who said she was moving to Toronto, NYC, LA. Then all of a sudden, I reverted… and said Vancouver, I’m moving to Vancouver.

To me, Vancouver meant a mix of home and corporate.*

It’s officially been 3 months. {Insert huge happy sigh} … three months. :)

Dear Vancouver,

Thank you for the peace that you bring me every morning.

Thank you for a community that brings life to the streets.

Thank you for the hugs, high fives and love.

Thank you for each and every person that has walked into my life.

Moving here was one of the best decisions I have ever made.

For the first time in my life… I feel like I fit.

The chapter isn’t over, it’s just beginning.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

*Just so we’re clear… there is next to no ‘corporate’ in this city.

“Fit” Exception: I’m unsure if I ‘fit’ from a dating perspective, more blog posts to come on that subject.

Thirty Thousand

I tend to get anxiety over bizarre things. Like take for example how I currently have anxiety over my next tweet. My next tweet is #30,000.


[I have written the tweet… I just haven’t pressed ‘tweet’… :)]

My iPhone twitter app tells met that I joined on February 16, 2009. That may be true but I didn’t get into the swing of things until late 2009. I had gone to a conference in Africa that November. When we were all saying our goodbyes, I kept on being asked if I was on Twitter. Sure… I have a Twitter account. Do I tweet? No. I came home — curious. Soon enough, I was tweeting… frequently. I didn’t find my place on Twitter for a long time. I used to tweet about HR, business and the Calgary community. People started following… listening… engaging. I found it BIZARRE. Why on earth are people consuming so much time on this forum? Why are people listening to ME?

A lot has happened in the last 20 months, but one thing I know is that Twitter has given me SO much love. I can’t even begin to describe how thankful I am.

I continually preach about the tool to non-users. Similar to Gary Vaynerchuck’s mindset… I believe if you’re not on Twitter, you’re behind. Whether personal or business — a large amount of information is being shared and discussed every moment of the day.

I know that I am smarter because of Twitter. Truly… smarter.

I feel very up to speed on industry, media, news, technology and even the latest fashion trends. My friends have been known to say ‘you texted me about X-Y-Z before the announced it’. Twitter tells all.

I am thankful for all of the incredible people I have met.  As much as I am “anti” any sort of Twitter event, I have met a lot of amazing people. A LOT. To name a “few”: @karenjovi, @joelolandesca, @regtiangha, @socialgrrrl, @anothersupersta, @juniper_gal, @kait_dee, @tnjohan, @tremaine, @jayemkayem, @JLEED, @defcandy, @schamuhn, @c_dig, @_Mitch985, @nicolesaxton, @jeffrutledge, @harpsinyyc, @zakpashak, @haileypinto, @ebarbaric, @matthew_ball, @hrstalker, @katiamillar, @gavinroyseal, @steveshed, @terrimcbay, @missrogue, @yukarip, @urbannativegirl, @greenwooddavis, @juliaroisen, @marktownsend1, @rhiannon, @alexandrarutley, @christi_millar, @chelscore, @amandamhamilton, @ashleydasent, @jaylongshaw, @laurenfriese, @kharazny, @greghounslow, @dansgoodside, @lauravezer, @a_klingbiel, @rpenty, @heather2020, @chloe_lala, @todmaffin, @yumemusic, @judybrooks, @vlitwin, @jcarvy, @sandraoco, @shannonbosa, @katrinacf, @jearthy, @angelmok, @jeremylim, @charwong315, @glennhilton, @erinkellydotca, @lindsay_gough, @rontite, @alkarim, @guygal, @timaarak, @kattte_, @cadijordan. There are so many more. No hate if I’ve missed you — because I’ve missed a lot of you. ❤

I am thankful for the organizations/businesses that I have grown to know and become connected with because of Twitter: @westjet, @calgaryherald, @albertaventure, @talentegg, @melroseredmile, @tastecalgary, @unacalgary, @worldbierhaus, @insomniacoffee, @longviewsystems, @ywib, @fwebc, @benevity, @domogeneous, @aecocktails, @bloheartsyou, @bombaybrowbar, @noirlashlounge, @hoseannaknows, @gogirlfriend, @yyoga, @barrefitness, @theartof, @thebizmedia, @alittlemoregood, @bpwcalgary, @bootup, @socialfeedvan. And again… there are so many more. ❤

I met @marleylynng on Twitter. For those that missed the post… last year I applied to be Marley’s best friend.  We were strangers — and she accepted! [Please note I’ve been a total bad friend since January.]

I was in a Dove commercial because of Twitter. Check it out here.

I met the talented @madiganofstorms — a Calgary based photographer and brilliant creative mind because of Twitter. I was part of a wonderful book called ‘FEMME 2010’ because of Twitter.

I competed in and won KPMG’s: ‘What Makes a Top Employer‘ because of Twitter. Yes, you all voted. Every single freaking day.

I met an incredible leader, @wilsoceo, because of a HR professional who follows me on Twitter.

I met @michellelberg and work for @elevatedhr because of Twitter. Yes, I found my job on Twitter.

I continually place high potentials at my clients because of Twitter. The amount of referrals that we get from social media is ridiculous. Two recent stories: Laura Vezer and Becky Bergeron.

It all seems crazy… it truly does. I can’t imagine life without the beast that is Twitter. Yes, I’m often overwhelmed. Yes, I feel that I have to respond people. Yes, it sometimes makes my eyes roll into the back of my head.

At the end of the day, Twitter is the tool for me. I love that I can learn from others. I love that I can share my thoughts — no matter how random they are. I love that I can engage with and help others. I love that I continually meet fabulous people. I love that people from all over the world seem like they’re just next door. I like that I can connect people who share similar interests. I love that I am up to speed on the community. I love that I have access to people who are truly changing the world.

Twitter has given me opportunity — and for that I am blessed.

Happy ‘30,000 tweet’ birthday Twitter.

I am utterly impressed. xo

the final few

As many of you know… I no showed on my going away party. See transparent sob story here. Sigh. [Moving forward… :)]

On my last Saturday in Calgary, I went to one of my favourite places with 4 of my girlfriends. Taste Restaurant ( is absolutely divine. I am continually wow’d by the service, staff and menu. For the ‘last dinner’ we enjoyed mac n’ cheese, tomato salad, gnocchi, limited edition vegan items and to-die-for pretzel bits. You heard me… to-die-for. Thank you to Brandon, Bill and the girls for making the night most memorable.


Sunday was filled with packing. It ended up being a stressful day and evening, as although I sold most of the things I owned… I still had a ton of stuff to move. Michelle and I packed the car to the brim and all that would be left in Calgary was 3 boxes (to be dealt with at a later time).


Our journey began around 7am. The car was so full, Michelle couldn’t see out the back and I had to be the rearview mirror. Once we were in the mountains, the rain started. It poured and poured and poured. Thankfully the weather cleared up once we entered the Okanagan and made for a pleasant last leg of the trip.









It was a long drive… but on a positive note, we made it without killing each other (12 hours, 2 Type A’s). ;)

Once we arrived, we picked up the keys to my condo and unpacked the car. Super productive considering we had already had a long day! It was a beautiful night in Vancouver, so we enjoyed Mexican food on a quaint little patio.

The next chapter has officially begun.


A short 3.5 months ago, I shared a story about how I was starting a new chapter. I announced I had resigned from my current company, joined a startup and would soon be relocating to a new city. I was truly excited for the upcoming changes and all that I would learn over the coming months.

It’s not that I’m not excited now… it’s just that shortly after I wrote that post, reality hit.

The last 3 months have been the hardest months of my life. I have been living in less than ideal housing situations — couple that with living out of a suitcase. Not fun. I have been surrounded by bad influences and people that I don’t want to become. I have been going through the ups and downs of startup life — no it’s not always perfect or easy. Finances have been tight. I have let the lines of personal and professional completely blur, often putting work ahead of friends and family. All those self-discovery exercises I should have been doing earlier in the year — I’ve being doing now. I’m frequently confused and unsure. For the first time in a long time, I have felt censored and self-conscious. I have doubted my abilities, my brand and my purpose on this planet.

Life has truly been a rollercoaster — up and down — entirely full of learning.

Let’s go back in time…

After I moved to Calgary in 2003, I told myself I would never move again. I moved here when I was 19 and life was so different. I turned my back on high school and the island. I wasn’t the person I wanted to be, so I came to Alberta to find my place in this world. For the first 6 months, I began each day without a single friend. I would come home from my part-time university classes and hang out with my aunt. I kept on telling myself that it would get easier. Back then I was homesick. I craved the comforts of my family, the island and routine. I found so much more reward in working full-time in the community that I grew up in, than attending university in a new big bad city. Eventually things clicked. In the fall of 2003, I met some incredible friends that I am so blessed to still have in my life today. Days flew by, years flew by… but the more entrenched I became in Calgary, the more I knew that I needed to leave. Calgary was not me. I did not fit.

A love for the prairies. Alberta beef. Cowboys. A car focused city. Frigid winter temperatures. Money hungry corporate folks. None of it was me.

Why did I stay?

Opportunity. The education and work experience I have received in Calgary allowed me to thrive.

What was I missing?

The ocean. Culture. The opportunity to walk everywhere. The ability to embrace my inner hippie.

I knew I needed to leave, but I had no idea where I would go. For a long time, I didn’t even consider cities in North America. London, Melbourne and Singapore were on my radar. After I started receiving international job offers, I was unsure if I truly wanted to leave (or was ready to leave)… Canada will always be home. Earlier this year when I was asked where I wanted to move to… I said Vancouver. Did I put much thought into it? Absolutely not. I felt that my only options were Vancouver or Toronto and thought I was more aligned with west coast living.

Vancouver’s not perfect — hell, I’m paying a fortune in rent and may battle depression my first rainy season. :)  I would never say that Vancouver is a better city than Calgary, but I’m hoping to say that Vancouver is a better city for me. On a day to day basis, I talk so much about fit and alignment (generally in reference to recruiting and employee engagement). I have been misaligned for years — and due to that, I know that I’m not living up to my potential. It would be to my detriment to stay in Calgary. It would be to my detriment to not allow myself to be the best person I can be.

I want to be feel passionate about the city I live in. I want to be able to stand behind it proudly.

Every day counts and I don’t want to look back on life and think “If only I…”

The time to move is now.

Last night I was smothered with messages of support from friends. Why? I admitted that I cannot say goodbye and decided to no show on my goodbye party. Although most of them were shocked — a few of them understood. Truth be told, I was likely scared.

This week it hit me… I am moving… and starting over. Sure I’ve said those words all summer, but now it is real. Last week I packed everything I owned. This week I cleaned up my involvements in Calgary (health appointments, mail, etc) and visited with a few families that have been integral to my life. Last night my anxiety over moving turned into tears. I cried and cried and cried. When I stopped crying, someone texted me and triggered something to make me cry. People called and I pressed ignore. I was a total emotional basketcase. Finally my best guy friend calls and brought me back to the non-crazy person planet (oh and he totally doesn’t deal well with crying).

So why the tears?

The people that have come into my life over the past 8 years – and especially the ones that are still here today – I consider family. Over the last 8 years, I have travelled all over the world. Not once have I been  homesick… friendsick though? Too many times to count. I have been blessed to have a solid group of friends in Calgary. People that I look up to and truly aspire to be like. People that have acted as family on holidays when I couldn’t go back to the island. People that have held my hand at doctor’s appointments and given me a hug at the worst of times. People that understand both give and take and the importance of being a good friend.

My fear is that the distance created by going away will mean goodbye. We’re all busy. We all have our own shit going on and it’s easy to forget. I worry that these incredible people will intentionally or unintentionally fall out of my life.

[Seriously… I don’t recommend heading down that path in your brain. It doesn’t end well.]

The thought of going to a going away party last night to say goodbye to people I love and respect so much absolutely rattled me. I was immediately overwhelmed and decided I couldn’t do it. No matter how much I told myself that it’s not goodbye, it’s see you later… I imagined it would be goodbye. I tried to tell myself that everything happens for a reason and if these people do fall out of my life… they were supposed to. I tried to peer pressure myself into going, to keep everything else happy. Ultimately I decided that I wasn’t ready.

[I know… we’re running out of time.]

I spent last night reflecting on my time in Calgary — the good, the bad, but most importantly what I learned.

My friends are full of life, laughter and love — and yes, sometimes frustration. :) At the end of the day, I am grateful for the moments we have had together and the memories we have shared. I am grateful that we continually push each other to be better versions of ourselves. I could go on and on about our times together, or I could list every single one’s names, but instead I want all of you to know how thankful I am.

Whether it be out of control laughter or 2am alcohol-soaked tears, all of our memories have shaped us into who we are today. I have had more fun that I could have ever imagined:

Girls Night Out at the Whiskey – 2004

Halloween House Party – 2004

Europe – 2005

My Birthday at Melrose – 2006

Scotiabank Best of The Best Party – 2006

Random Night at Melissa’s Condo – 2007

Mexico – 2007

My Housewarming Party – 2007

Jane’s Birthday at Amsterdam Rhino – 2007

Jessica’s Birthday in Banff – 2007

The City of Calgary United Way Fundraiser – 2007

Anti-Valentine’s Day / Girls Weekend in Canmore – 2008

Dominican – 2008

Melissa’s Birthday Party – 2008

Beach Day at Sikome Lake – 2008

Kid Day – 2008

Christmas – 2008

Luau at Darryl’s House – 2009

Sun + Salsa Festival – 2009

Vegas – 2009

WorldSkills – 2009

80’s Party in Banff – 2009

Vancouver – 2009

Halloween Party at Darryl’s House – 2009

Africa – 2009

Karaoke Night at Ducky’s – 2009

Hawaii – 2010

New York City – 2010

My Birthday at WEST (and the C-train Station) – 2010

Napa Valley – 2010

Felicity’s Stagette in Banff – 2010

Lily’s Birthday at WEST – 2010

Kid Night – 2010

Vancouver – 2010

Japan – 2010

Belize – 2011

Dove Commercial in Toronto – 2011

California – 2011

There is a lot of truth to the statement:

“You never know how great your friends are until you have to say goodbye and leave them.”

Moving to a new city will be my opportunity to press reset, an opportunity to truly find myself again.

My friends will not be forgotten, instead they will be favorited — like a sticky note. More often than not, they will be top of mind, no different then they were when we lived in the same city.

Calgary will not be forgotten, instead it will be archived — put on black and white film.

I have no idea if Vancouver is the right move. I have no idea if I will love it there.

I do know that I am prepared to take a risk.

I do know that I am prepared to give this my best shot.

I lead a blessed life and for the good and the bad – I am grateful.

Welcome Chapter 3. I’m ready for the next adventure.

With a heavy heart. xo

beauty of a night – and err morning

Nicole & I

Last night was Melrose’s Fire & Ice Party – in honour of Heritage Classic weekend and the looming Calgary Flames and Montreal Habs outdoor hockey game. Melrose decked out both sides of the venue (restaurant and bar sides) with DJ’s, living statues, fire dancers, and blue/red decor.

Anyways, like usual it was a fabulous time. The night was a bit of a reunion of sorts… the usual’s were there, as well as the girls, and some friends I haven’t seen in forever. With smiles ready and heels on, the girls & I mingled and met new friends.

My lessons learned on Saturday, February 19, 2011:

  • Beware of alumni hockey players. Resist all urges to fall into their charming – cough – creepy ways.
  • Don’t let any guy who is over 4’11” pick you up and hold you in the air above their head.
  • When entering a venue, pay close attention to the ceiling. Take into consideration ceiling beams, cement, or anything that looks like it could be a situation if you had a run in with it later.
  • Always ALWAYS partner up with a random in the bar to help them win a contest. With you on board, they will always win (for example, a Habs jersey) – and you will have made an instant friend!
  • Never ask a sober person of the opposite gender to be your Alcohol Consumption Advisor.
  • Raise your guard up when someone says they want to give you “three kisses and one hug” as a pick up line.
  • Don’t let anyone that you associate with, party with their jacket on. The excuse of “I’m from Australia and always cold in Canada” just doesn’t fly in your fashion forward scene.
  • Give yourself a high five when you have finished your “big night out” and 99.9% of your text messages are spelled correctly!
  • Take video whenever possible; capture all the hardcore dancers so you can learn some moves for next weekend.
  • When the lights come on, shade your face, squint, and beeline for the exit.
  • Hold onto your pizza tight when having a bite in the car on the ride home. If you’re not careful, that pizza will fly right into the face of the driver.

Alex & Alex

It was wonderful to have a fun night out. It felt like it was so long overdue, like potentially five years. Going out with friends without having to worry about university workload changes everything. The only problem with having absolutely no cares on a Saturday night was that I was flying out to Toronto this morning… and I needed to be up at 6am… and there is no way I was home before 3:30am. When I finally arrived home, my best guy friend came up for awhile. He drank wine, I drank gatorade and ate pancakes. I love pancakes. Seriously. LOVE PANCAKES. He left a little after 4am and then it was time to pack…

Sleep is for the weak. Scowl.

I slept for an hour, finished laundry, cleaned my room, tided up the house, and packed my bag.

The limo arrived at my house early and of course, my flight was delayed.

Why am I headed to Toronto?

Dove Canada invited 15 women from across Canada to make a promotional music video to the theme of “Singing in the Rain.”  The video will be used to promote a Dove product and show REAL women using the product.  All shapes, sizes, and skills will be featured, as Dove always uses their own demographic in their advertising.

So yep, I have no dancing or singing skills, but I’ve been invited and couldn’t be more excited. I arrived in Toronto today and I don’t need to be ‘on duty’ for the video until Tuesday. Let me just tell you – thank gosh for that.

Tomorrow I have the day to myself and I’m going to hang out with a girlfriend, hit up the usual Victoria’s Secret and Urban Outfitters, and then fingers crossed meet Yukari (fellow Dove invitee!) for a cocktail.  We are staying at the Hotel Le Germain, which is absolutely gorgeous. I just about died and went to heaven when I saw the rainfall shower and king sized bed. I have now been in this heaven of a bed for the last 5 hours.

On Tuesday, the girls and I’ll head to breakfast. Then Dove Canada will ship us over to the studio for a day of rehersals, hair styling, wardrobe, and filming. Dove had already asked for our sizes (everything from bicep to waist to shoe), so I’m excited to see what they have planned for wardrobe! There will be a media party, and then I’ll be off to the airport. It should be an awesome day to meet new people, learn more about Dove products, and support Dove in doing what they do best… campaigning for real beauty.

Dove Canada is new to Twitter, feel free to follow them here – or follow the #SingingInTheRain hashtag. I’m sure the girls will be updating throughout the day.

The Morning After

This morning I looked like this. No shower. Makeup and hair from the night before. Generally unpleasant with scowl on face. I kept my sunglasses on in the airport as the lights were hurting my brain. For the first time in forever, I travelled with my baby blankie. Yes, the blanket that I was born with, I still own and often sleep with. Today I needed it. So there I lay on the floor of the airport, while people stared. STARED.

REAL beauty defined? Frightening if I do say so myself.

I’m looking forward to getting dazzled on Tuesday. My thoughts are the people they are shipping in from the States to do hair and makeup sure have a lot of work to do ha ha.

It’s best I get my beauty sleep. ;)

Peace and love. xo

the julie project

It’s not very often that something will “wow” me as much as this did.

Darcy Padilla describes an honest and tragic account of life. Julie’s story shows courage and commitment with a mad dose of reality addressing issues of both AIDS and poverty.

The Julie Project

Click here to read The Julie Project.

A note from the author:

“Julie’s story matters and should make a difference to us the viewer in our understanding of the fractured world that many poor people struggle to exist in.

I hope you can’t stop thinking about Julie’s story, I hope it makes you feel. I hope it makes you look at the world differently.”

Thank you to Heather B. Armstrong over at Dooce for the share.

Thank you to Darcy Padilla for showing light and love. ❤


We’re 9 days into the new year… and I haven’t blogged! What is wrong with me?!

The good news? I’ve been having some necessary *me* time. I have been getting sleep, going to yoga, and putting some serious thought into what’s in store for 2011.

I was very happy to close the door on 2010 and start a new chapter with the new year.  During the last week of December, my intentions were to reflect on the year, write my new goals, make my dream board, and start the new year organized. Well… that hasn’t exactly happened.

Life has been full tilt. I was given the opportunity to go on a new project at work and started three days before Christmas. With a new role comes a whole load of learning – and it didn’t help matters that I booked off three weeks of vacation within my first month of work! The good news though? I am doing employee engagement every day, all day – and I absolutely love it.

In addition to starting the new role, I’ve got a bit of my social life back. In December I finished 7 years of university. Yes, SEVEN. I have been going to uni full-time nights and weekends; it took a wicked amount of time away from my friends. I’ve been taking the last few weeks to reconnect with friends and meet some fabulous new people. Immersing myself back in the social environment (which is totally my scene), just showed me how much I missed it.

I have met some excellent HR contacts (and friends) over the past few weeks.  They ooze with passion and dedication towards the profession – and two ladies that I couldn’t be more proud of. I also recently tweeted that I was overwhelmed by web design and how to create a website. Well I was blessed to have a friend of a friend respond to my plea for help and he’s supporting me through the process. Hopefully by late Spring I’ll have a new site up!

I feel as though my life has been disorganized for months, if not the whole past year. I spent this past weekend cleaning my house, organizing my life, and trying to get things sorted. I had a massive stack of unread mail, ridiculous amounts of business cards to look through, textbooks to sell, and laundry up the ying. I have been procrastinating so many tasks for months… putting them at the bottom of the list of priorities. Yet, since completing everything I’ve putting off, I feel at peace. Funny how that works. ;)

This week is going to be busy, but I feel prepared to take it on. In four days I leave for Toronto.  KPMG is flying me out east to meet with the CEO’s and Executives from the “Top Employer” competition this Fall.  On January 18th, I’ll be meeting be the CEO/President’s of Starbucks, GAP Adventures, Steamwhistle Brewery, and KPMG (meeting with Rogers CEO is on January 10th via tele-conference). The other days that I am in Toronto will be spent meeting with various Executives at other companies, people I respect & admire, and catching up with a few friends.  I’ll be running from coffee date to meeting to lunch date to meeting to meeting to dinner date to – hopefully, a glass of wine. :)

I then fly from Toronto to Belize for a little more *me* time.  2010 was honestly a very overwhelming year.  There was absolutely great success and massive achievements, but also a few major rock bottom moments. I want to get 2011 started off on the right track. In order to do that, I need some time with my mind. I will be spending 2 weeks in the sunshine – sunbathing, swimming, reading, and living freely. I am looking forward to the opportunity to both disconnect and reflect.

From a blogging standpoint, stay tuned for:

  • My reflection on 2010
  • 2011 goals & dream board
  • “Top Employer” experience
  • Trip to Belize

I’ll leave you with this…

Someone recently asked me what were my expectations of my trip to Toronto and the “Top Employer” experience. All I said was… “opportunity.” I honestly threw together a video, uploaded it onto the Top Employer site, and never thought for a moment that I would win. Yes, I was confident with my response and stood behind it proudly.  To me though, my opinion on the workplace of today  is the same response I’ve had for years. It wasn’t special, unique, or an idea that I had been brewing for months.

Tomorrow is my first “Top Employer” meeting and guess what? I’m nervous. I think I find it odd that these executives would want to meet me and/or have any interest in what I have to say. I mean… I am pretty cool ;) but seriously – why? [Rhetorical]. :P I’m looking forward to participating in this experience. It is absolutely once in a lifetime, and I’m prepared to learn a massive amount.

I hope that you have had a chance to think about how you want your 2011 to look. Always remember – you can achieve anything you set your mind to.

With all my love. xo

PS – A few questions I have recently been asked….

1) Are you going to wear a suit to the CEO meetings? No.

2) Are you going to ask them for a job? No.

3) Are you going to ask them to give me a job? No.

4) Are you going to ask Starbucks about their new “branding” or Rogers about their cellular service? No.

If you have any other questions about the experience or the meetings just let me know. ;)