Do me a favor.
Stop letting fear run the show.
You live in a world where there are literally an infinite number of possible outcomes and you are only focusing on two: your earth shattering worst case scenario and your elusive best case scenario. You stress yourself out to no end with the first one and you use the second one as a reminder that you’re not worthy.Read More
After I completed my 200 hour yoga teacher training, I signed up for an additional training opportunity because I wanted to keep on learning and improving my teaching.
During my training, we would often have to practice teach in front of our peers. This way our teachers could provide us feedback on our teaching and give us ways to improve.
One day, when it was my turn to teach, I had a meltdown. As I was teaching, my teacher called out to me, “Just be yourself.”
I was puzzled.Read More
When I was in third grade, I went to St. Louis Catholic School.
My teacher was Mrs. Stenvall. She’s the first person to ever really put me onto country music. I’ll tell you that country music has some of the best lyrics ever -- those country songwriters are able to paint a picture with their words.
When we’d have homework time, she’d play Garth Brooks’ No Fences album. The entire class would sing along to every song as we worked on our homework time. It’s one of my favorite memories of elementary school.Read More
Picture it. 2007. My godson’s baptism.
I am over the moon happy that I am about to be a fairy godmother to my godson (who, if you ask me, looks just like me, even though we aren’t really related by blood).
I take my commitment very seriously. I attend the fairy godmother class in Miami, as is required by the Catholic church. I buy his christening outfit. I also get him a little baptism kit, per the recommendation of the Mexican bazaar where I purchase his outfit. The Baptism kit consists of a candle, seashell, rosary and little towel. I deliver these to my comadre (Spanish for co-mother) the day before the baptism. I am so excited.Read More
Fun fact: I am a big scaredy cat.
My friends and family can attest to this. I am prone to worry, anxiety, fear, and self-doubt. I have always said that the reason I started down the path of self-help is because I desperately need it to help me deal with the negativity floating around in my life.Read More
My bonus son, James, is an amazing kid.
He is funny, kind, creative, and silly. James loves to draw and ask lots of questions. He also tries to answer those questions and I’m always amazed by his answers. We laugh a lot and he reminds me not to take myself and everything else so seriously (which I have a tendency to do).
When I first met James, we struggled. We were trying to find our flow and get to know each other. We struggled especially when it came to one of my favorite things in the entire world: food.Read More
I always knew that I wanted to be in the music business.
My earliest memories are of me sitting on my swingset in the backyard of my grandmother’s home in Waco, Texas and singing my little heart out. I would make up songs and sing them all day long. My favorite cartoon was Jem. During the summertime, I’d stay up all night watching music video stations like MTV, VH1, BET, and CMT (back when they actually played music videos) and I’d also listen to the Quiet Storm on Dallas’ R&B and Hip Hop station, K104. I’d spend hours making my own mixtapes, carefully crafting the tracklisting and waiting for what seemed like an eternity for specific songs to play on the radio.
Those were definitely different times back then, Honey Bunny!Read More
I flirted with the idea of starting an affirmations practice for years before I actually did it.
I learned about the power of positive thinking and positive self-talk in ninth grade from my Trigonometry teacher. However, I didn’t really learn what an affirmation was until many years later when I was living in Miami At the time, I was working in the music business and trying out pretty much anything that I thought would uplevel my life, including ashtanga yoga and vegetarianism.Read More
Right now, I feel really stuck when it comes to my health.
I am not eating as healthy as I would like to and I’m not exercising the way I used to in my pre-baby days. The excuse I’ve been using is that I don’t want to stress myself out with so many irons in the fire. I want to be an amazing mami and an entrepreneur. I reason that some things will fall by the wayside like housework and health. I also am letting Mommy Thumb keep me from breaking a sweat. It’s crazy because I know that when I exercise and eat right it actually makes me feel better. I have more energy to chase my daughter and more creativity to offer my clients.
I know this. I want this. Yet I don’t do it. This is the conundrum of change in full effect, Honey Bunny.Read More
I’m convinced that one of the worst feelings in the world is holding on to a situation, a person, a mindset that no longer serves our growth or highest good.
I know how this feels firsthand because I, too, have held on longer than I should have several times in my life. From staying at different jobs that stressed me out and didn’t pay me what I was I worth to relationships with friends that were filled with drama, negativity, and gossip, I have overstayed my welcome in circumstances that did not serve my highest good.Read More
*In my best Sophia Petrillo voice*
Picture it. Waco, Texas. 2000. A young LaTisha Cotto is determining where she wants to go to college. She has received several offers from prominent institutions across the United States of America. Some of these colleges are located in her home state of Texas and others in places like Boston, Memphis and Atlanta. Where should she go? Which college will she pick?
If we were really watching a TV show, this is where the episode would end. Gotta love a good cliffhanger.Read More
Today Lyric turns one year old.
Where has the time gone? Where is my little 6 lbs, 2 oz baby? My pregnancy was difficult and I ended up having a c-section after her heart rate dropped drastically two times during labor and delivery. My incision didn’t heal properly and post partum blues hit me hard. I lost hair and got Mommy’s thumb and I did not feel like a good mom at all. It has taken pretty much this entire year to feel somewhat normal in my body and my daily routine.
Yet here we are -- thriving and blooming in love, joy, and harmony.Read More
Believe it or not, I put off writing the answer to this IWW for a week because I dreaded having to face the answer.
I know exactly where I am not giving myself my best chance and saying it out loud would make me accountable to all of you. I found myself saying, “Can’t I just write something else, anything other than this?”
So here I go.
Giving myself my best chance would look like me doing what I say I’m going to do. I’m specifically thinking about the social media calendar I’ve created for 2018.Read More
Real talk: I been rocking with Beyoncé since the first time I heard “No, No, No” in high school. It’s no secret that I have tremendous respect for her and all that she has accomplished. It really inspires me that a 36 year old Texas mother of three children under the age of 10 is at the very top of the music game. She shuts down red carpets, award shows, Coachella, the Internet all with the magic of her authentic self.
It’s really easy to think, “Well, Beyoncé is uber successful because she has tons of help. She has a personal trainer, chef, nannies, management company, make-up artists, hair gurus, and a kick ass mama (Hey, Ms. Tina! I love you!) to help her out. I don’t have that kind of help so that’s why I’m not the Beyoncé of my own life.”
While there is truth in that statement, I want you to consider that the megastar Beyoncé that we all know and love today was once Beyoncé Gisselle Knowles, a little girl from Houston, Texas with big dreams.Read More
My genius is that I am really good at vibing with people from all walks of life.
For example, when you look at all of my friends, they are each very, very different. We talk about very different things, too. For example, my friend, Amy, is my silly friend. To this day, we joke like little girls on the playground. My friend, Bevin, is my entrepreneurial friend. We love to jam out on our businesses, our dreams, our future. My friend, Lauren, is my fun friend. We love to talk about having a good time, music, adventure. My friend, Angela, is my sister. She gives me room to be myself with no judgment. Granted, I realize I am grossly simplifying these women into one sentence descriptions. However, they are just too wonderful to capture in a blog post.Read More
For as long as I can remember, I have had a really hard time talking about my accomplishments.
We’re talking all the way back to elementary school, where kids have no filter and just tell it like it is. Whenever anyone would ask me how I did on the test, I’d say, “Oh, I passed.” I never mentioned the fact that I got the highest grade in the class.Read More
I’ll admit that when I first heard the term “self-love,” it sounded like some code word for masturbation. 😬
While I learned the importance of loving myself, I’m not certain I ever knew that there was a specific term to denote the process. However, you’re talking to someone who didn’t know there was such a thing as hot tea until I was 16 years old. True story. 😬
I digress.Read More
A good friend of mine recently recounted to me the first time she accepted less than she deserved and started to believe the story of her unworthiness.
As a sixth grader (sixth grade!!! The mom in me shudders), she had fallen head over heels for a boy in her class. He was cute, charming, and, much to her surprise, into her. “LaTisha, he was way out of my league and I couldn’t believe he was into me. I was tomboyish and chubby. He asked me out and I agreed. I was 11 years old. It was the most powerful, intoxicating feeling -- that young love feeling. So much so, that even as an adult I can close my eyes and still feel that feeling of hope, wanting, and love. I have never felt that way since.”Read More
I’m going to put on my Career Development Coach hat for a second.
When I worked with one of my HVAC students, I made sure that he was fully prepared to rock his interview. This meant that I would conduct a mock interview with him. My students were expected to dress for the mock interview and come prepared as if it were the real thing.
I was super serious about it, too. I asked them difficult questions that tripped them up and judged every single aspect of the experience. Afterwards, I gave them extensive feedback on how they did. If they completely bombed it, we re-scheduled the interview as many times as they needed. No student of mine was gonna be going into a real interview looking a fool. Not on my watch, boo.Read More