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Hello, I’m Guillermo.
Finding relief from your frustrations means meeting challenges head on, fueled by the desire to become your best self. I’ve gone from an orphaned Cuban immigrant to mayor of a major city and from married to single at an age where most couples are settling in to enjoy retirement together. Now, as a mentor, speaker and author I’m passionate about making the world a better place for all by helping others become their best self.
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Stories to uplift you, inspire you, and bring you insight about life and the power that we all have within. Buy my books, read them, then tell me what you think (honest opinions only, please).
My Latest Insights
Five Telltale Signs of a Leader that Sucks
Throughout the course of my life I have been surrounded by leaders who inspired me to use my gifts and energy towards creating a greater good. My experiences have also exposed me to others who have not cut the mustard. In both cases, I have learned great lessons about the kind of leadership that creates and nourishes the efforts of those around them. Leaders that asphyxiate, paralyze and extinguish the creative effort of the people they represent or manage have also schooled me. Today I chose to write about this other class of leaders because their lessons are so important.
Reflections on Love from the World of the Dearly Discarded
Because February is well know for it’s connection to lovers, I wanted to dedicate my writing efforts to the subject of dating and finding love at any age.
Let’s be honest here, although I don’t want to appear too cynical, the fact is that Valentine’s Day is a Hallmark invented occasion to celebrate romantic love and to bring business to flower arrangers, candy stores, jewelers and stationary/greeting card shops.
End of Year, Time to Reflect
I always get a bit melancholic as I notch the passing of another year on my life belt. I remember as a young boy how long and tedious our planet’s orbiting around the sun for three hundred and sixty five consecutive days could seem. Now, the years whisk by me like a cool summer’s breeze.