Coleens Business

  When I'm Lost... This week with my class I feel like I am walking down a path and there are no resting spots, no signs posted that let me know how close or not I am at arriving at my destination. There is no one to sit down with to explain what I am doing or why it has to be this way, and yet here I am...I have arrived at the end of the week safely, and I am still carrying hope, and I have a fairly positive outlook that it is all ok that I don't always know what I am doing. What is most important Is that I am on the path. If I am going to get lost, It is much wiser for me to stay where I can see a well-trodden path rather than to wander off into the woods. Yes, as far as this class I feel lost...but I'm really not. I have access to a tutor, other classmates, my teacher and even heavenly help that I know will help me figure it all out. Remembering this is how I find my way "when I am lost..." What I have learned... I have learned that there are so many perspectiv...

  Spicing things up... This week in my Business 210 class we have been learning about all the different things it takes to open a business and what can help to ensure its success. Being the "Foodie that I am, I immediately compared it to cooking and baking.  To make something that people love and want more of, you have to:  First- bring all that you have for what you want to the table. Make sure you have all the ingredients, the time, the equipment etc.  Second- you will want to organize your strategy from what you know and what you have in such a way that you can be confident you are ready.  People who do this are really good cooks. They have stocked their kitchen, refined their recipe, and have the pots, pans, and oven ready to go.  But there is one last thing that keeps coming to my mind. What is it that makes it special, you know, different from everybody else's recipe?.... The answer is "YOU". You are what takes the tried and true to something new. You...

Everything New... I went for a walk the other day with my husband Bret. It was a cool brisk January morning and we were actually hiking up a hill near our home in a light foggy haze. It was like the air, the land, the plants, and even all living things were being cleansed by moisture. I could feel the pores on my skin open up as if to drink in the newness of the day and my lungs craved to breathe in the freshness of the air. My eyes were focusing on things closer around me and my mind was thinking about how to start the year anew. As we walked by a chaparral/creosote bush something caught my eye. Did I see what I thought I saw? Yes, with my focused eyes that usually were admiring the vistas miles in the distance, the fog was forcing me to look only at my immediate surroundings. There on the bush were the remnants of tiny blossoms of the year past. Each one was so laden with dew you could see the weight of it as if it was pulling on it or hanging on it for dear life. I felt it was as if...

  What Christmas Is To Me... I did it! I found the cutest Santa in town and kissed him right on the cheek. From the time I was little there has been a special place in my heart for Santa. I started to get suspicious that he wasn't real and asked my mom just who he was. She said Santa is really the image of the Spirit of giving. When there is the Spirit of giving is present so is Santa... This Santa has a special place in my heart. His generosity and kindness is ever-present. Best Santa Ever!  I have missed a few posts the past couple of weeks...kind of on purpose. When it comes to choosing between my family and a post...family wins. We have spent many precious hours together and when we were not I was busy preparing for the next time we were together or visiting friends with deliveries of gifts and goodies I had prepared. I wanted to savor every moment of the holiday. A favorite moment was when the grandkids acted out the Nativity story while my husband Bret read it from Luke ...