I am thrilled to share that my third book is finally finished. Would you like a copy? Then pre-order one (at the link labeled “I want a book!”) We are ordering a limited amount of the book so pre-order now to get your book included in the ordered count. The first count is set to be out by June 1 and we will be sure to get your copy to you, right away after launch! Order before May 15th and I’ll include a personalized message!
If you are interested in purchasing more than five books, please email us at email@example.com and let’s talk about a “group” rate.
As the founder of Girls on the Run and the Red Boot Way, I’ve had the good fortune to experience truly pivotal moments in the lives of many, many people. I am also the single mom, to two extremely creative and independent kids. This coupled with founding two successful non-profits has taken me on one heckuva messy, fun, scary, up and down and allover-the-place professional and personal roller coaster ride!
The “Wisdom Stories” are a collection of essays about the interesting people I’ve met over the course of my life.
At the end of each essay is space, just for you, to share what nugget of wisdom you uncovered in the essay. Shortly after the book comes out, we will be launching a private online Facebook community where we can begin sharing and comparing our “wisdom” with each other. There will also be opportunities for you to share your own stories of life, parenting, work and connection. (My dream, dare I say it, is we begin to build a collection of stories that can then work their way into any number of books on any number of topics. Jus’ sayin’.)
Please consider pre-ordering now and you can be the first to receive a book when it launches, May 1st!
And remember, I am also happy to speak to your group. Speaking is one of my favorite things to do. Contact Theo Moll at Keppler Speakers. Her email is firstname.lastname@example.org.
I’m excited to add this “new” page, both to my website AND my life. If you are starting, or into the first five years of founding a social enterprise…and could use some support, please reach out to me.
I will be turning 58 in September.
In honor of this lovely milestone 🙂 I am staging my own little aging-revolution and am training hard for the first time since 1996, to compete at a national level.
The race? The Time Trial.
For those of you who don’t know, the Time Trial is called “The Race of Truth.” Basically, each rider is set-to-go with a minute or half-minute interval between them. Drafting is not allowed and the goal is to cover the “scheduled” distance as fast as you possibly can. Basically, it’s each rider against the clock…or with the clock depending on perspective.
I will not be running until after the big events, focusing exclusively on cycling. This will be a first for me…as running has always been the go-to back-up for me.
I gotta tell ya…I feel really good, really healthy and I’m excited to see what my (older) body is capable of pulling off.
This is the year of balance for me. Self-care and boundaries balanced out with doing good for and with others. Returning to my highly competitive roots is a form of self-care and the kick-ass attitude balances out my compassionate side in a positive way.
The yin and yang, yall. (Say that fast, three times.)
A dear friend of mine is a former police detective.
A couple of years ago, we were having breakfast and he shared a story that has stuck with me.
At one point in his career, he was responsible for reviewing all the police cases that involved someone dying. Not all were homicides. The case could also involve someone dying at the scene of an accident or dying at their home from a heart attack.
The death certificates were placed in a stack on his desk and each night he would pick up each certificate, review it and place it face-down in a new stack, careful to preserve the order in which they originally arrived.
“I’ll never forget it,” he said. “I was reviewing the death certificates, one-at-a-time, as I always do…the certificate of a homeless man: the certificate of someone who died in a car accident; the certificate of someone who committed suicide and then I came upon the certificate of an extremely wealthy man, well-known in Charlotte for his money. I reviewed his death certificate, like I had reviewed all the others, placed it face-down in the “processed stack” and continued.”
He smiled in the most tender-hearted way and said, “We all end up in the same place.”
I’ve been thinking about that story a lot lately. My life has changed in ways I simply couldn’t have imagined even just a year ago. The experiences I’ve had and continue to have, particularly in living life with the poor in my community, has opened my eyes and my life to something so deep, I’ve not yet found the words to explain it.
But what I do know is this. All I have right now is this moment. What I did and what I’ve done in the past do not define this moment right now nor do they define who I AM. I mean, come on now…we all end up in the same place…all I’ve got is this. Right here. You. Me. Now. This is it!
It’s a line of thinking that is foreign to the way I was raised. Eckhart Tolle says it better than I do.
“Your entire life only happens in this moment. The present moment is life itself. Yet, people live as if the opposite were true and treat the present moment as a stepping stone to the next moment-a means to an end.”
This is epic.
That’s all I’ve got for now.
I live in America and am embarrassed and disgusted by the remarks of our president.
I know I am not alone…and while very few are likely to hear this little voice of mine…for those who do, know that his vulgar remarks do not represent the majority of Americans living here.
I’m taking some time to nourish myself. I was becoming overwhelmingly cynical…and bitter.
So I decided to take a few months away from social media. As a matter of fact, I’m “away” from it now.
I’m using the time for lots of other things…reading real things like books and newspapers, running in nature, sleeping 8 hours a night, nourishing my body with healthy and yummy foods and also taking the time to intentionally reconnect with my Higher Power.
I first met my Higher Power when I got sober, almost 25 years ago. I’ve never been much of a religious person….but I have always been aware of connection…a deep and soulful one, both with myself and other people.
It’s been good reconnecting. I feel more grounded and more at peace. I’m getting more done by DOING less.
I made these little notes and posted them around my little home.
“Dear Molly…Guess what? You are not in charge of everything. Just the stuff you are in charge of. God.”
“Dear Molly…I chose you…and everybody else. Remember that. God”
“Dear Molly. You’re welcome. God”
“Dear Molly. Be still and you will find me. Got it? God”
“Dear Molly. Let’s make a deal…you do all the good you can in the world, and I will too. God”
That’s what I got for ya today. Happy Thursday. 🙂