The following is copy and pasted from TARA SOPHIA MOHR’s blog. It was so great, I had to share with you all.

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10 Rules for Brilliant Women

I coach brilliant women, lots of them. Dedicated, talented, brilliant women.

Most of the time, they don’t know their brilliance. They are certain they “aren’t ready” to take on that next bigger role. They are more attuned to the ways they aren’t qualified than to the ways that they are. They are waiting for someone to validate, promote or discover them. Sound familiar?

It’s time to step up, brilliant women. Here are ten principles for owning your brilliance and bringing it to the world:

1. Make a pact. No one else is going to build the life you want for you. No one else will even be able to completely understand it. The most amazing souls will show up to cheer you on along the way, but this is your game. Make a pact to be in it with yourself for the long haul, as your own supportive friend at every step along the way.

2. Imagine it. What does a knock-the-ball-out-of-the-park life look like for you? What is the career that seems so incredible you think it’s almost criminal to have it? What is the dream you don’t allow yourself to even consider because it seems too unrealistic, frivolous, or insane? Start envisioning it. That’s the beginning of having it.

3. Gasp. Start doing things that make you gasp and get the adrenalin flowing. Ask yourself, “What’s the gasp-level action here?” Your fears and a tough inner critic will chatter in your head. That’s normal, and just fine. When you hear that repetitive, irrational, mean inner critic, name it for what it is, and remember, it’s just a fearful liar, trying to protect you from any real or seeming risks. Go for the gasps and learn how false your inner critic’s narrative really is, and how conquerable your fears.

4. Get a thick skin. If you take risks, sometimes you’ll get a standing ovation, and sometimes, people will throw tomatoes. Can you think of any leader or innovator whom you admire who doesn’t have enthusiastic fans and harsh critics? Get used to wins and losses, praise and pans, getting a call back and being ignored. Work on letting go of needing to be liked and needing to be universally known as “a nice person.”

5. Be an arrogant idiot. Of course I know you won’t, because you never could. But please, just be a little more of an arrogant idiot. You know those guys around the office who share their opinions without thinking, who rally everyone around their big, (often unformed) ideas? Be more like them. Even if just a bit. You can afford to move a few inches in that direction.

6. Question the voice that says “I’m not ready yet.” I know, I know. Because you are so brilliant and have such high standards, you see every way that you could be more qualified. You notice every part of your idea that is not perfected yet. While you are waiting to be ready, gathering more experience, sitting on your ideas, our friends referenced in rule five are being anointed industry visionaries, getting raises, and seeing their ideas come to life in the world. They are no more ready than you, and perhaps less. Jump in the sandbox now, and start playing full out. Find out just how ready you are.

7. Don’t wait for your Oscar. Don’t wait to be praised, anointed, or validated. Don’t wait for someone to give you permission to lead. Don’t wait for someone to invite you to share your voice. No one is going to discover you. (Well, actually, they will, but paradoxically, only after you’ve started boldly and consistently stepping into leadership, sharing your voice, and doing things that scare the hell out of you.)

8. Filter advice. Most brilliant women are humble and open to guidance. We want to gather feedback and advice. Fine, but recognize that some people won’t understand what you are up to (often because you are saying something new and ahead of your time). Some people will find you to be not their cup of tea. Some will feel threatened. Some people will want to do with your idea only what is interesting or helpful to them. So interpret feedback carefully. Test advice and evaluate the results, rather than following it wholesale.

9. Recover and restore. If you start doing the things that make you gasp, doing what you don’t quite feel ready to do, and being more of an arrogant idiot, you are going to be stretching out of our comfort zone–a lot. Regularly do things that feel safe, cozy, and restorative. Vent to friends when you need to. Acknowledge the steps you’ve taken. Watch your tank to see how much risk-taking juice you have available to you. When it’s running low, stop, recover and restore.

10. Let other women know they are brilliant. Let them know what kind of brilliance you see, and why it’s so special. Call them into greater leadership and action. Let them know that they are ready. Watch out for that subtle, probably unconscious thought, “because I had to struggle and suffer on my way up…they should have to too.” Watch out for thinking this will “take” too much time – when the truth is it always has huge, often unexpected returns.

Clear a path by walking it, boldly.

-Tara Sophia Mohr

ILL SOCIETY did a short story on me a few weeks back and it finally went up! Click here to read the article.

Another “New Year” later, and I’ve already failed at my attempt to blog more consistently.  One of my recent goals has been to be more present in the real world rather than the digital world, which would be evident through my decrease in Twitter and Facebook activity.  I’ve been more present with myself, my thoughts, my wants, my desires, my responsibilities and my world around me (NOT in front of my computer screen).  This attitude adjustment has me feeling GREAT!  I’m more in tune with myself rather than falling into constant traps of social comparison and newsfeed matches.  The internet is a powerful tool.  We should use it to supplement our lives, not construct our lives.

Social media non-reliance aside, I’ve honestly been SWAMPED with my full-time job at UCLA and grinding on creative projects.  My program’s 10 Year Anniversary is approaching next week so I’ve been heavy planning on top of running the program and meeting with all my students.

On the art tip, I’ve been painting like crazy.  Preparing for a solo show in LA by the end of the Summer (hopefully) and just doing some walls for fun. I added more Wully mammoths to my original WU-lly mammoth a few months back. Now it’s a WUlly clan!!

I’ve also been experimenting with new forms of writing—playing around with verses, sonnets, sestinas and the haibun! It’s so much and really challenging my creative mind.  I’m working hard to finally wrap up my first book manuscript within the next month or so.

Last weekend I spent Saturday night with two of my favorite ladies and we went to see this great hip-hop infused spoken word duo show, The Word Begins.  As a performance poet myself, sometimes I feel like a lot of spoken word shows are predictable.  But The Word Begins was such a clever, inspiring and at times wonderfully uncomfortable, show! It was powerful, hilarious and moving, hitting on the topics of race, religion, love and hope.  I would definitely recommend it to folks.  I had the honor of being radishly embarrassed in front of the entire audience as the performers singled me out and confessed their love to me (scripted for them, unscripted for me!).  I don’t think I’ve ever turned so red!

I’ve thoroughly been enjoying life.  Keeping a positive attitude and open mind about things. I am faced with a lot of uncertainty about the future (leaving my AWESOME life in LA to discover something new—which I currently have no leads on), but I am committing myself to stay present and continue crafting the best version of me to offer the world. I was reminded of a great Steve Jobs quote today, which I would like to leave with you all:

“Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose.”

Even though the New Year on January 1st is a man made concept (in no alignment with solar or seasonal systems), it’s still a great excuse to celebrate with good people, forgive yourself for all those loose ends and be re-motivated to go hard with new or current projects.  I’m looking forward to celebrating Lunar New Year in a few weeks.  But until then, I’ve def taken the time hit the refresh button and revisit some of my goals, intentions and life’s questions.

People tend to live their life to the fullest—taking risks, shedding inhibitions and seizing the moment—more when in the face of tragedy, urgency or pending end.  My goal for 2012 is to take full advantage of every opportunity, take more risks, continue learning and stop giving a fuck about what other people think. I’m kind of an over thinker, and it becomes torturous most of the time. I’ve been practicing thinking less, and living more. My yoga teacher once said, “When you think too much, you risk the chance of experience”.  I’ve done a lot so far in my life, but I’ve also held back a lot. Too many inhibitions. I play it safe sometimes and a lot of the times, I am plagued by the fear of judgment or perception by others. I’m not quite sure where it comes from; probably a combination of negative things I’ve internalized over the years. Whatever it is, I’m beginning to know what freedom feels like when I learn to let go. And it feels amazing.

While there was no “end of the world”, I anticipate an end to my journey in LA by the end of this year, which is motivating me to maximize my time left here.  I’m excited to create for the sheer purpose of joy, pick up a new hobbie or two, explore this city, take more risks and give LA my all before I peace out. Sometimes I want so many things at once.  Sometimes I feel completely clueless about what I want in this world.  Sometimes I feel like my life is just beginning. Other times I feel like I’m running out of time. The confusion is tormenting. I would beat myself up for not having the answer to a clear desired path. But lately I’ve reached a new state of complacency where I’ve accepted that I simply don’t have the answer yet.  I know I will go on to make powerful contributions and incredible changes to this world.  But I don’t think I’ve discovered what my purpose or greatest platform is quite yet, and I’m okay with that.  At the very least, I’m comforted to see that it gets better and better every year, and I reach a little bit more clarity as time goes on. I’m in no rush. When we stress too much about the future, we forget to be present, and then we forget to be grateful, productive and focused on strengthening our assets.  So my goal is to consider the future, but to not get caught up in chasing the future.  I’m pulling back, staying grounded and enjoying life every step of the way.

Wherever you are in your journey, just remember that Jay-Z didn’t drop his first album til he was 26!! And look at him now. With hard work, patience and due time, everything works out exactly the way it’s suppose to :)

Be industrious. Be radiant. Be glorious.

Happy 2012!!!

The following is a poem written in the voice of my mother to the six year old version of me.  It’s dedicated to all the Vietnamese kids who grew up without a Santa and all the Vietnamese parents who don’t front. HAPPY HOLLA’DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!

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Dear Trang,

Santa Clause is NOT real.  Now, I know your first grade teacher wants to infuse your imagination with the spirit of magic during this holiday season, but baby I’m your mother and I’m gona tell you how it is!  I never knew who Santa was! And nobody told me I was suppose to lie to my kids between the ages of 1 and 7 when I moved to America.  We didn’t celebrate Christmas in Vietnam.  I grew up in a rusty shack by the ocean held together by planks of wood & sheets of aluminum, so I sure as hell didn’t have a chimney for Santa to climb down! It never snowed in Nha Trang where I grew up, which was nice because every morning before sunrise all the kids of the village would walk out to the beach, play soccer and go swimming.  I remember the first time I brought you back to Vietnam and you went swimming in the ocean, your whole body broke out in rashes because the water was too filthy for your pristine skin. Most people in the village didn’t have a sewage system so it was normal to go to the bathroom in the ocean.  But you didn’t care, you continued to swim every morning and that’s how I knew you would grow up to develop tough skin in this world.

I know you want to be like all the other kids at school.  You want feathery blond hair like Barbie dolls, you want to know what roasting chestnuts by the fireplace feels and tastes like, and you want parents who speak perfect English and didn’t wear raggedy clothes from Bradlee’s when they picked you up from school. But baby, it’s not a bad thing to stand out.  You have silky black hair that shines like sapphire. I know you don’t like the bowl cut I give you but you look so cute as a tomboy, especially when you wear your denim overalls!  In a few years I’ll let you grow your hair out. Anyways, a big, steaming bowl of pho tastes way better in the frosty wintertime than some powdery chestnuts! And even though my English isn’t perfect, all of your friends’ parents keep asking me for my recipes!  You don’t have to be like all the other kids to get along with them.  Baby you’re obviously different but that just means you’re unique. Special. If you learn to love yourself first, others will love you for who you are.

So let me get this straight—-Santa clause is a man who flies around in a magic sleigh led by flying reindeers? Shoot, well where was he when I needed a ride back in 1980?! I was escaping Vietnam after the war and fled on a small boat that almost fell apart in the violent ocean.  I risked my life for days without food and water, holding my breath for a brighter future because I wanted you to grow up in a better place than I did. Baby, that’s real.

You ask me stories about the Tooth Fairy, Rudolph, Frosty the Snowman and other characters I know nothing about. I can’t tell you any fairy tales, but I can tell you about how your father and I met in Boston after the war. He was from Hanoi in the North and I was from the South, so I was like, “Ugh, I don’t hang out with Communists!” But despite our differences, we found love in a devastating time. Baby, that’s real.

I got your wish list. You asked for an Easy Bake Oven and dalmatian puppies, but I got you some legwarmers and thick socks for the brutal New England winter.  You’ll thank me later.  I refuse to wrap surprise gifts, sneak them under the tree then give all the credit to an imaginary old white man who never did anything for me!  Your father and I work our asses off washing clothes and painting houses to give you everything you have. it’s not much right now, but we are alive, healthy and together. Baby, that’s real.

I will never be like the other American parents. And you will never be like the other kids

Merry Christmas.

Love,

Mom

P.S. I ate the cookies you left out for Santa because I didn’t want ants crawling in the living room

It was actually a week ago but the title sounds more dramatic that way.

I rarely remember my dreams but I remember this one so vividly.  The dream interpretation was also spot on, so I thought it was worth sharing with you all.

I was driving fast down a narrow curvy road and collided with another car (I think I might’ve been drunk—don’t drink and drive friends!!!).  I thought, “Oh gawd, am I dying??” It felt just like in the movies—bright flashes of light and slow motion.  Except there was also an anti-gravity effect so it felt like I was floating on the moon.  Then I woke up and thought, “OMG I’m alive!” I was so relieved. I looked out my window and saw that my mom’s car was completely totaled. I started freaking out because I must’ve been so drunk I didn’t even remember crashing her car last night.  I was freaking out about what to do, then I woke up again.

// The car crash represents my emotional instability, which is true. Not only have I been extremely overwhelmed with my full time job at UCLA and traveling with personal gigs (“driving myself too hard”), I’ve also been stressed about all the changes that come with “adulthood”.  My life, my relationships, my goals are quickly evolving and I’m just stuck on that Peter Pan syndrome shit.  The tension has seriously been stifling my creative process so I’ve been struggling to find balance again.

// Dreaming about dying represents transformation—letting go of something for a big change ahead. This is true.  I’ve been anticipating my next steps and while I’m unsure about what that looks like, there’s a good chance I’ll be leaving LA.  I love my life in LA—amazing job, amazing friends, amazing lifestyle—and while I am grateful every day, I feel ready for a new challenge. I am young and have yet to discover my full potential.  As much as I love my life in LA, I’m starting to feel like I have to let go in order to discover something new.  I’m not saying that stability is a bad thing.  I’m considering leaving LA because I want to build a foundation for a more stable future, and I know my future (family, career, home) is not in LA. After living in LA for over 5 years, it’s clear that I am an east coast girl to the bone ;)

// Having a dream within a dream means that my inner dream (dying, or its symbolism) is so intense that I’m not able to confront it in my regular dream.   Real talk, mang! The past few months have been a mind f*cking, internal emotional roller coaster on crack stacked with 12 hour days trying to anticipate the future and being consumed with fear of change.  Probably why I’ve fallen off my blogging game too.

After all this, I feel amazing.  I feel relieved. I feel free.  I still have not gained any clarity about what my next steps will be after this year, but in being present and shifting my attitude from fearing change to embracing change, I feel incredibly uplifted. It’s amazing what an attitude adjustment can do for your outlook on life.

When we venture into the unknown, we open ourselves up to discovering something new.

I made my staff read this book, You Have the Power: Choosing Courage in a Culture of Fear, and then blog summaries on it.  If you’re struggling with a similar situation, I def recommend reading our blog for some positive encouragement!

2012 is right around the corner! Exciting things ahead. I wish you all an incredible year filled with powerful revelations, great health and pure blessings.  Do something different to discover something new about yourself and your world.  As Steve Jobs once said, “Stay hungry. Stay foolish.”

Happy New Year! Thanks for reading.

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“What a revelation to discover the resonant and enlightening experiences shared in this inspirational work! “Pho for Life: A Melting Pot of Thoughts” includes contributions from a virtual “Who’s Who” of prominent and emerging talent in the fields of literature, the arts, culture, media, education, and entertainment…Asian Americans who are making their mark in our society and allowing their fresh, authentic voices to be heard. As an examination into the hearts, thoughts, and state of “Asian America” today, this anthology should be required reading in higher education syllabi and in government circles.” –Audrey Dolar Tejada

My first official publication appears in this anthology, Pho For Life.  I’ve honestly never been one to care about “getting published” when I can just share my writing for free via the internet.  But I must admit, it feels nice!  It’s the feeling of being immortalized through print.  This anthology is a great collection of stories that is sure to move, inspire and enlighten you.  I’m honored to be a part of this project. My submission is a piece never released before on the internet.  It’s very personal to me.  Hope you enjoy!

With some friends at the Red Carpet Book Launch

After giving away free poems my whole life, I am officially published!

I’m excited to be part of this dope anthology coming out this weekend.  It’ll be for sale on Amazon!  If you’re in the area and want to come to the launch event, just RSVP to the contact below. I’ll be there doing the book signing and reading an excerpt from my piece. YEA BUDDY!!!

Sorry I’ve been sleeping on the blog posts. Things have been crazy as usual  but my little sister told me to get my act together. So here I am.

Two weeks ago I was invited to Boston College to do a short performance and facilitate a workshop about activism, leadership development and Asian American politics. It felt great to contribute my skills and experiences to help strengthen young leaders on different campuses.  We discussed what I call “the oscillation” of Asian American politics and identity in the United States where the Asian American community is manipulated & maneuvered in contradictory patterns designed to benefit dominant power structures.  For example, in the 1960s during various power movements, the media created the “Model Minority Myth” to “praise” Asian Americans for their economic and academic success; this messaging was meant to condemn other communities of color for their uprising and pit communities against each other.  In 2011, top universities are shutting Asian Americans out of admissions because they say Asian Americans are “too” successful and “threaten” the diversity of a campus.  In the 1800s, Chinese immigrants were invited into the country as a source of cheap labor to work on the transcontinental railroad.  After this was completed, the U.S. passed the Chinese Exclusion Act in 1882.  It’s the oscillation between “pet” (wanted) and “threat” (unwanted) that shows the inherent racism in U.S. politics against the Asian American community.

I went on to do a few more activities and discussions around proactive vs. reactionary politics, activism and steps for effective campus organizing.  Overall, I had a great time at Boston College because I love connecting with passionate young leaders and helping to deepen their sense of life, live and positive impact. Meeting all the amazing students gave me so much hope and faith in the future.  As someone who loves doing many things (painting, writing, running a UCLA program, yada yada), visiting Cornell and Boston College in the last month has sparked the idea of pursuing a PhD in the near future.  Who knows, I might be throwing a “professor hat” in the collection soon ;)

But I’m really all over the place these days so who knows where I’ll end up in 6 months or 6 years.

Thanks for reading.  If you have any questions, feel free to email me: sahra@riotinthesky.com