Power of Positive Thinking in the Workplace and How to Get There


The workplace is a challenging space filled with aggressive behavior, greed, agendas and red tape. It can take the best of intentions and drive them right into the ground. The separation of wealth grows larger, the loyalty factor becomes blurred and moral integrity comes into question often. Still, we continue to spend a significant portion of our lives in the workplace. Some for survival, some for challenge and even others for a sense of value.

Are we happy each and every day you step out of the house and make your way to the office, store, lemonade stand, farm or any other location you call work?

I think the key to a successful career is positive thinking and in order to achieve a level of balance and satisfaction in the workplace you need to begin by identifying your core goals of employment and the culture that helps you thrive.

Type of Workplace and Culture:

  • What is your motivator? (Financial, working from home, teamwork, challenging work, chance to innovate, managing others, etc.)  Once you identify the reason you choose to work, you can focus on achieving your goals.
  • What type of culture motivates you and keeps your passion and energy level high?  (Do you like to skateboard to work?  Do you like a conservative quiet office? Do you love team outings? Are you a mover or prefer a desk all day?)
  • Do you prefer routine or change?
  • Are you a leader or a contributor?
  • Do you want to be around others or alone?
  • Do you want to work in a small intimate setting or a large global arena?
  • Do you want to feel like you make a difference or just contribute to the flow?


Setting Goals: (This part is often challenging for many.  Many of us set annual goals toward our bonus, but are these true tests of your ability and accomplishments or a necessary evil to get by so you get that nice check at the end of the year?)  Setting goals should be often and focused.

  • Set weekly or monthly goals that give you a sense of satisfaction, accomplishment and even a little adrenaline.
  • Always think like a project manager.  Set milestones, set goals and monitor progress of your achievements.
  • Reward yourself.  Don’t always rely on kudos or gift cards to show you have completed a successful endeavor.  Know in your heart you did something “great”.
  • Build on each result to strive for something bigger.

Be yourself:

  • You need to be comfortable in your own skin to be in a positive place.  You can’t be someone else to impress or fit in.  Being yourself will make you happy and ultimately satisfied with everything you say and do in the workplace.

Think Positive; Act Positive; Be Positive

  • Attitude is 90% of feeling and action (Yes I made that statistic up on the spot).  If you have energy, passion, motivation and feel good about yourself, there is nothing you cannot accomplish.  Take that positive embrace of life with you to work every day and you will never be dissatisfied at the end.
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There you have it, the manifest for positive thinking in the workplace.

Take a moment to reflect on these ideas and guidelines and I think you will start to see work in a whole new light.


I am everyone…I am hope – Original Poem


I am black
I am white
I am gay
I am straight
I am woman
I am man

I am me

I bleed onto this Earth we trash with ignorance and selfish pride
I cut on the thorns of negativity
I morn for the sins of mankind

I rejoice in the hope of a land guided by the principles of peace written on the doctrine of humanity and governed by actions of kindness

The reality of the past; the anticipation of the future are all a myth written in the words of the now

Drop the feast of sinful thought
Live off the famine of the simplicity of this cherished life


To breathe, an honor we are all given

To laugh
To love
To feel
The truest of all gifts

Let go of morally corrupt thought saturated in the storage box in your brain
Unleash your soul and let it fly to a better world

A Life Redefined – Original Poem


I am tired of a lifetime of being someone else
Trapped in a eight by eight cell of conformity

I am guilty
I have served the time for the life I have not yet lived

I am free falling into childhood to try again

Another run into the forest of uncertain fate
Another temptation of the norm
Recollections of memories about to be redefined

The more I move away from the sun, my more light I see
I have awakened from a nightmare
In this surreality, I am led by the strings glued to my skin; guided by voices in my head


The strings are broken now
The nightmares are buried in the ground under the tomb bearing my name

I am ready to begin again

My Home, My Love – Original Poem


You fuel the passion of my dreams

Your lips, a gateway to the soul
Your body, my home

Sailing off into the life you have created for us on this life canvas
Colors rich in tone and texture
Layers of complexity washed away with the gentle stroke of your brush

You are an artist and I your muse
You are my inspiration for salvation and hope

I lay under the stars, you head rested on my warm chest
No blanket, no roof, no foundation

This is my home
With you in my arms, I have found this place
Hidden for years under the lies
The truth was only what I allowed myself to see
Always beside me, always in my thoughts


I knew you, years before our eyes met
Years before the first kiss
Years before I loved you

I knew you as a vision of beauty
A spirit blowing in the wind

I knew you, as you were painted on the canvas that created all my dreams

In you, I am home
Forever safe

When Fantasy and Reality Collide – Original Poem


In the confusion of life, we miss opportunity

We live for a moment, but how many of us define the moment in which we wait

Sunrise comes
Sunset falls

Another day; another dream; another thought passing into the night

In the song, we hear another speak of our dreams
In the prayer, we hear the spirits guiding our lives

In this time; this moment; this solitary spot we are trapped in the waiting room secure in the room of hesitation secure in our minds

The road of risk is dark and cold
Filled with evil laughter and impending danger
Coated with thorns

Forces pulling from the front giving resistance
Can you feel the power from within, persuading the senses?

Open your eyes wide
See the world you only visualized in your head during limited nightly runs in the theater of dreams.


Now is the time to realize the fantasy and reality must collide

The illusion of happiness can only touch your heart if you open yourself up to the fall

Mother, Lover, Teacher, Friend – Original Poem


Divorced from the bondage of another
Now a bird free to fly

A runner with wings on her heels with visions of the open road and sensual freedom strengthening her journey

She is a mother, a lover, a teacher, a friend
A companion, true as the wind; pure as the air

A life dedicated to the essence of good; led by the values of intelligent passion
Teaching the children of the world the path to happiness while seeking answers to her own personal odyssey

In her eyes, I see the spirit of a young girl awakened and curious
Seeing life for the first time once again


A rebirth from the Lord’s hands
Nurtured by the earth
Fed by the hands of angels

Now is her time

A time to be free
A time to find love
A time to release

E.T. Text Home – The Times They Are A’ Changin


Life has changed significantly in our lifetimes.

With technology bringing the infrastructure of the globe closer together, culturally, we seem to be showing signs of becoming more distant. Intimacy is numb, the ability to connect and share is lost and we are moving down the road of loneliness, alienation and depression.

How did we get to this point of being alone in the forest lost with no direction home?

I think it is time we look at some of the signs that human connection is a thing of the past. More importantly, will your neighbor be a robotic prototype in the near future?

  • You call a friend up on the phone.  They do not answer, but a few minutes later they text, “What’s up?”
  • You meet a girl/guy at a bar, become Facebook friends after a few minutes of talking and then never hang out again
  • You have a great interview and then send a quick email saying “Thanks” instead of writing a letter or card
  • You ask for an endorsement on a professional network even though you have never met or worked together
  • You meet online and instead of talking on the phone and getting to know each other, you set up a first date a week later and if the connection is not there, you just ignore it away instead of talking about the differences
  • You can’t get together with your friends unless it is a formal Facebook event
  • If you want to talk to your children in the next room, you have to text them
  • A dinner out among friends or a significant other is not complete until the mobile phone is placed right next to the fork and knife
  • Working from home is starting to replace working in an office
  • Team building is a Google hangout, not a picnic or outing
  • E-Cards are more common than greeting cards
  • A hand written letter is something you have to look up on Wikepedia to learn more about
  • Reality is sitting home watching a scripted show about other people’s lives
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  • A romantic night in is a candle app, music on the IPod and reading on the Kindle
  • An act of kindness, heroism or generosity is not complete unless it is a YouTube video
  • Saying “I love you” is more apt to make you run away than run closer
  • When was the last time you “touched” a picture?
  • We choose to check our email and Facebook in the morning before we pee
  • Our lives are measured by the amount of virtual friends and virtual  posts we get on our birthday
  • How often to we even check our mailbox anymore?

I am ashamed at what we are becoming.  I still believe in a hug, a great conversation, a letter in the mail and a long walk without the need to carry a phone.


I believe our purpose in life is to make connections and share our lives with others.

Maybe I am the minority opinion in this debate, I am still going to continue to fight for the way it used to be.