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The Psychology of Winning

The Psychology of Winning

Last week, when Shereen Hunter spoke so deeply and so honestly about the psychology of winning, it really resonated with me. It wasn't just what she said, it was the raw honesty and the heart-felt vulnerability with which she told her story.

As a previous Woman of Stature nominee, she did not win an award the night of that Gala event that year.

She was honest about it. She had to navigate some disappointment, but her true win came in a very different and profound way.

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STING!

STING!

I had been listening to Sting's music my whole life. I read his autobiography many years ago. And just like Richard Branson's autobiography, it made a great impression on me. Because of the values he lives. 

The tickets to Sting were a birthday present for my husband, Friedel, because he does so much to support me in my speaking and writing and mentoring journey on so many levels. And in a thousand unselfish, thoughtful gestures. 

Sting did not disappoint. In fact, as Keshnie Mati said at our recent speakers meeting, Sting was for me a lollipop moment in 2025. One of those indelible memories that will stay with you forever.

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Why I Don’t Believe in New Year’s Resolutions

Why I Don’t Believe in New Year’s Resolutions

Only 8% of people achieve their New Year’s resolutions and 92% of people fail to achieve their goals according to Forbes Magazine.

New Year’s resolutions often fail because they are rooted in excitement and past patterning rather than a sustainable strategy towards a new identity and lifestyle.

Let’s explore why I believe people struggle with New Year’s resolutions.

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On Visibility

On Visibility

I have found stepping into greater visibility this year both challenging and, at times, scary.
The old voices in my head kept taunting me: “Who do you think you are, to be so out there?”

“Why?” you might ask. “You seem to be seeking out such visibility?”

We all have backstories, and mine is that I grew up excruciatingly shy, almost ashamed to take up space. I was the plump, spotty one in a sporty, academic family. I often felt alien in a family of high achievers—both on the sports field and in the academic world.

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