Rolanda Perkins

  I used to be afraid of silence, but now I’m learning how to embrace it. Truth be told, sometimes the fear of not knowing still tries to rear its ugly head and I find myself becoming impatient when I’m in that  waiting phase .  Here’s the crazy part . While waiting, I would entertain false scenarios that would dance around in my mind about a situation. Often, the things that I was thinking, were not even how the story played out in the end.  I even experienced the fear of silence when starting out as a Speaker, a Trainer & a Radio host. I would over-prepare, allowing myself to always have extra talking points to play around with if I needed them. YES... this experience did create some fear. However, it has also served me well because through this process I’ve become a more confident speaker/trainer. It was important for me to always have something to say and never allow “ dead air ” to creep in. Dead air to me meant that I ran the risk of running out of material to speak on in fro

  As I was reflecting on some things that have occurred over the course of my life, I was reminded of a certain  phrase: “Trouble don’t last always”.  We all know and have come to accept that we’ll undoubtedly experience both good and bad events through the course of our lives. However, we also realize that every problem we encounter, will eventually have an expiration date. I believe that as often as we’re blessed to see another day, those days can serve as opportunities for us to grow stronger through our adversities. I’ve also experienced that at the end of  ‘that thing’ that I’ve gone through,  I’m STILL standing!!  I’ve gained more strength, more wisdom & more insight & I’m usually a better person on the other side of  ‘it’. When I’m going through troubles & I feel like giving up, I refuse to do so & I stay the course!! I accept the circumstances until I can do my part to help change them, ( because I realize that I too, have a level of responsibility) . I also use

  At the beginning of the summer, I had to have a long conversation with three people:  Me, Myself  and  I .  As the three of us were dealing with a certain situation, one part of me wanted to serve as the  voice of reason . Another part of me wanted to stay angry and felt like  cussin ’. Hey… as my stepmother says,  “tell the truth and shame the devil ”. LOL! I ended up not giving into the unruly part of me because the part  that was searching for solutions to the problem, and working with the voice of reason , reminded my nonsubmissive self that  we  decided back in January of this year, that we were going to be mindful of the things that  we  say...  especially when provoked to anger .  Truth be told, I’ve put in a lot of work over this past year to calm certain impulsivities. Now, don’t get me wrong, she doesn’t show up often… but I wanted to make sure that  if  she does show up again, she’ll be better equipped to handle challenging situations more suitable than she has in the past

We’ve heard people refer to their lives as being an open book. We’ve also heard them talk about a new chapter in their lives, in reference to them turning another year older. Truth be told, our lives do resemble a book and everybody’s stories are truly unique and different in relation to who they are and what their experiences in life have been. Each day that we’re blessed to live another day, is like a new page in our life book that’s being written about us. Have you ever wondered how your book will read and what kind of stories the days of your life will tell about you? When you get to the end of your life, what kind of book will your life show that you’ve lived? Will it be a romance novel, a horror story, a book of little or big white lies, a book that encourages and uplifts others, a book of fiction, a tragicomedy… or a little bit of each? None of us really knows how our stories will end until we get to the end of the story. If that’s the case, we should strive to live our best liv