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The Space Between the Umms…

by | My Journey | What's On My Mind

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I watched the video of my first speech on innerpreneurs only once. It’s all I could bear. All I heard were the umms… that seemed to follow my every sentence. In the moment, I felt calm but upon watching the video it is clear that I am anything but.

What is it that those umms… mean to me? Am I using them as a tool to help me think of my next thought? Or is it because I was afraid of silence?

Two days ago, after doing my best to tame my very vocal inner critic, I vowed to my husband that I would try to be conscious of my every word and my every umm… in an effort to not say it any more.

I forgot about this vow yesterday and I’m sure I said umm… many times over. Today, however, I am back in the anti-Umm… game.

Wish me luck and if you have any advice for removing umm… from your vocabulary, I’d love to hear it.

photo credit: bradleygee

Tara Joyce

Written by Tara Joyce

This is space to share my musings—unformed ideas, collections of words that catch my fancy, that sort of thing. I'm the author of Pay What It's Worth and the Cross My Heart series.

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