This past weekend, my magical eyes got taken for a wild ride. I encountered one of the most challenging magical eye experiences I have ever taken on. At the time it wasn’t clear to me that my magical eyes were the only thing that would save me in this situation. But I was determined to find the underlying value in the conflict that arose.

Do. Be. Do. Be. Do.

Just like everyone else on the planet, my life is a study in the search for happiness. More than just an idle goal, happiness is now a science, and thus I have had many resources to draw on in my quest. 

My search for happiness ran into a little problem around my fortieth birthday, though.

I achieved it.

Once you've achieved happiness, what's left to do?

Please welcome the lovely Samantha Novak, who is here to talk about how using Magical Eyes helped her through a very difficult workplace situation. We've all been there, no? Rock on, sister...

When I interviewed at my current job, the hiring manager and I hit it off from the get-go. She was young, hip and seemed to get my sense of humor.

We actually traded pop culture trivia via e-mail during the hiring process. I had a good feeling that this initial bond would translate to a job offer, and I was right. Before I knew it, she was calling to go over the details of the position. I was elated. But once I began working with her, things quickly got confusing. She was hyper-critical and her oscillating moods were hard to read.

I was recently given the opportunity to help host the Dallas Pink Posse event on Owning Sexuality. If any of you have met Megan then you know you just don't tell her no. So when she took a shot and asked, I didn't hesitate. But what I didn't realize was that this trip to Texas would take on a life of its own.