Foggy Notions

-bryan prosser-

"We don't see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright!"

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I’m Bryan Prosser, host and writer here at fogwriter.com. 

Children And The New Tools For Learning

If you have children to educate, oh the tools you have at your fingertips! If your child is curious, it means they have not been tainted by formalized education yet. A place sadly where creativity and curiosity often die. Children by their very nature, are curious and overflowing with questions.

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Walking Into The Unknown

Do you consider yourself a visionary? If so, what’s your vision of the future? This is my screening question for those I meet. The second half of my life is laser focused on maximizing talent to accomplish extraordinary progress. That’s not possible without a clear vision for tomorrow. We do

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Scale Is Irrevelant

Scale has very little to do with purpose. Big or small dreams are irrelevant. What matters most is whether those dreams fit a particular desire, and that every effort is made to attempt them. Outcomes are the surprise. The rewards are found in the process where joy is also found.

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Living Until I Can’t

All of us everywhere, someday, will blink and find ourselves in the presence of our Maker. Or maybe not. That thought scares many people. I suppose it is because it’s impossible to know with any certainty what it will be. Even though it cannot be known with certainty, it doesn’t

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What If?

I’m increasingly convinced that mediocrity in our workplaces is a result of workers not being surrounded by a caring team of mentors and coaches who have their best interests in mind. Work performance is carefully monitored and evaluated, yet personal growth is not given the attention it deserves. There is

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Memories and Tiny Bottles

Look back? I do. No longer with regrets but to find those moments I’m grateful for. Does it trigger a river of uncomfortable memories? It can. It has. But I let them flow by, except for the happy notes addressed to me rolled up in tiny bottles. Those I fish

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