by Debra Woog | Jun 20, 2019 | Adaptation, Blog, Growth
“Adulting” is a relatively hip term, it seems. It emerged on the scene like a hot new concept. According to Urban Dictionary, as of 2016 it means “to carry out one or more of the duties and responsibilities expected of fully developed individuals (paying off that... 
by Debra Woog | Mar 19, 2019 | Blog, Brilliance, Career Path, Clarity, Communication, Definition of Success, Growth, Letting Go, Passion, Priorities, Reflections, Shadow Beliefs, Values
March 19 is a significant date in my life and work. More than two decades ago, in my second year of the MBA program at MIT Sloan, I carefully weighed which job offer would be the best fit for me upon graduation. I had a spreadsheet to analyze the options, and when its... 
by Debra Woog | Feb 15, 2019 | Career Path, Communication, Growth, Hypercompetence, Passion, Reflections
I believe, from the bottom of my heart, that every woman is uniquely Brilliant. And I believe that the world becomes a better place as each woman connects with and leads others from her Brilliance– generating joy, prosperity and meaningful impact as she goes. To... 
by Debra Woog | May 23, 2016 | Change, Growth, Hypercompetence, Letting Go, Reflections
I haven’t written a blog post in so long that I’m afraid I’ve forgotten how. How did I think up topics? How did I have the courage to express myself publicly? How did I wrap everything in pithy little lessons?Over the past six months I’ve focused on overhauling my... 
by Debra Woog | Nov 19, 2015 | Change, Empowerment, Growth, Hypercompetence, Priorities, Productivity
As I’ve been speaking, writing and teaching more about the Curse of HyperCompetence (click here if you’re wondering whether you have this affliction), I’ve expanded my hunt for its Cure. While I have yet to find a miracle antidote, I have been collecting a long... 
by Debra Woog | Sep 15, 2015 | Adaptation, Communication, Definition of Success, Growth, Hypercompetence, Letting Go, Values
My kids want a dog. I love dogs, but I’m resistant to adding the care and feeding of another soul to my already overflowing plate. Maybe next year I’ll be ready. In the meantime, my 11 and 13 year old still dream of a pet. Two weeks ago we negotiated a compromise.... 