Author name: Amanda Johnson

“Okay, this is the best place for you to learn how to use a stick shift…” I looked up to see my early childhood home, the barn where I’d helped my dad milk cows, and the corrals where I’d helped him deliver calves. I smiled as all of those memories floated across my mind’s eye

My dad’s memorial was like none I’d ever witnessed. Most memorials have a somber, sacred quality, as family and friends gather to share their fondest memories and essentially saint the loved one who has passed. Well, we did that. And also… Because of stories my brother chose to share first, my dad’s very human self

I wiped the tears away and tried to catch my breath, as the laughter racked my whole body and doubled me over. I cannot believe she is telling this story. Twenty plus of my dad’s family members and closest friends were also doubled over in laughter. How could they not be? She was literally the

I introduced him and then left the room to grab some paper and pens. When I walked back in 30 seconds later, it had already happened…   Everyone had leaned forward. All eyes were wide and fixed on him. They were riveted.   Amazing. Every time, I thought to myself as I put the materials

The shock and sadness settled over the room like a heavy blanket. It had only been three days, and some of them had found out within the last 24 hours. I looked around the circle of family and friends, and their swollen, wet eyes, blotchy skin, and dark circles. “Thank you all for coming…on such

If you’ve read my stuff or heard me speak, you have probably heard me share the story of a magical few weeks I spent with my son, witnessing Magic Eggs become Crazed Caterpillars that stuffed their faces and then went Upside-Down when it was time for them to create a Cocoon – a safe place where

“Now, the best way to increase your Credibility, Visibility, and Profitability is to write a book,” she started. “So let’s write that book! Take out a pen and paper, and I’ll help you map your book in the next 20 minutes.” I sat up straight, wide-eyed, wondering what this person could possibly accomplish with a

“Amanda, I know that I’m waffling about jumping into this program with you, and I know that you can help me. I just have been so disappointed with all of the other programs that have promised to help me finish this book…” I asked her about the programs she’d signed up for – what kind

“I’ve been trying to write this book for months now,” I overheard her say to another retreat participant. “Oh, that’s great. How far have you gotten?” the other participant asked. “Weeeeeeelllllll, that’s the thing. When I say that I’ve been writing my book for months, it means that I’ve been writing the first sentence…and then

“Amanda, I have been developing a new model for Business and Education to play together for the last 30 years…”  As she shared her vision and her story, the hairs on my arms began to stand straight up and I felt tons of energy running through me from head to toe. I could see the