In the year 2000, I was fired from my golden handcuffs corporate job. The moment was encased in words like "You will be just fine. With your pedigree you can get another job anywhere." It would be the last time I worked for anyone. Well kind of.

​The Monday following that Friday firing I began working for myself. I became a paid consultant. Less than two years later, I would officially hang my own shingle and begin working for the government. It would be very difficult terrain to navigate. A system of crooked roads, convoluted paperwork, and without certain outcomes. It can also be a road to financial freedom. A very freeing path to independence. It would take me a decade to realize the 360 degree benefits of sticking it out.

In a nutshell, I have become able to package my skills, assess my worth, and leverage my vast experience to make a very lucrative living working exclusively for government across the nation. In the process, I have made a lot of others rich too.

​Each year billions of dollars are awarded to businesses via the government (city, state, and federal). Most of this money goes to big business. The federal government alone awards in excess of 90 Billion in government funds each year. Most government agencies have a small business quota who must receive their fair share of those funds.

​My goal is help others prepare to receive some of those funds. Therein lies the rub. Improper preparation is the number one reason more small businesses fail to get rewarded big contracts. I want to change that.

​I will start at the beginning and bring you across the finish line. If a small business is willing to put in the work. I will lay out the sign posts.

​Working in a corporate environment was a long time ago and many millions of dollars of net worth later. If your business is ready, allow me to help you get to another place in financial freedom. I can help. I started from scratch and now know the ins and the outs.

​I am willing to share my blueprint for success.

Email me for information nobleinsightinc@gmail.com

When I was growing up "white" in Utah I died a slow death looking for role models who looked like me. Despite not having any I could count beyond my one hand I thrived. I broke barriers, wore crowns designed for white girls and took on causes that drew the word 'nigger' as a side dish. Still I thrived, but slowly and surely I left a piece of my spirit on the sidewalk, in the classroom and on the playground. I did not become more black, I became less human, less confident, and yes in many ways wilted because of the pain of isolation along the way.

​When I was in my twenties I did two things. I studied to achieve A's and I prayed to become Oprah. I recorded her show and I watched them over and over. In my early thirties I wrote to her so often I think I was put on a stalking list. This is true as legend has it.

​A marvelous thing happened on my way to becoming Oprah, I became me. At some tipping point, some pivotal point in my psyche, I put down my "Dear Oprah" pen and I became what Oprah made room for...me to be me.

​Rumors are aflutter that Oprah might run for President of the United States. I am 53 and she a decade older. The possibility exist that my lifetime idol might be President of these United States. In truth, I could really care less that she might run and actually win. Though if she were to officially enter the race you would hardly recognize me. Why? I would work as hard for her as I did Obama. And I lost many friends over Obama running.

​I don't care about the ultimate win as much as the "win" pursuit. I care most about that young brown girl in Tennessee or Idaho or wherever watching the pursuit of it. Oprah pursuing the Presidency and what that single act might mean to her sidewalk, her classroom, her playground.

​Go for it Oprah, I pinky up double dare you. I will be right there with you. I promise not to pen you my thoughts....well at least not every day.

​Sister, La Detra

Hi there saint. No worry I come in peace. I have planned to reach out to you for some time now but waited patiently to share words of truth that I meant. See I did not want to say things in the moment as they would have been painted with words dipped in dark ink that stains. But I am ready now. I hope this reaches you in good health and peace of mind.

​I hope you are enjoying John's bike as much as he did. It was his only transport to school. It was a gift from his mom too. One gift to him that she worked really hard to acquire. Do you like the way it rides? Is it comfortable? Each time you ride it perhaps even to school do you think about how you are riding something you took from someone else without their consent? Knowing John the way I do he would have shared the bike with you, allowing you to ride it freely. But that is John, a giving young man with a huge and forgiving heart.

​I do hope you take good care of the bike. I mean don't run it into the ground. Keep the tires inflated, careful to keep the chain well lubricated and every once in a while have the gears checked out. Take a few pictures with it. Post them on FB. I mean it is one good looking bike isn't it? And the next time you are riding it test out the speed. mean, I bet it can take some pretty good corners. In any case, enjoy it! John is not coming for it. As John says, Simple Obedience allowed him to let it go. John told us, "It is yours. Keep it!"

​While you are keeping it, the bike that is, allow me to thank you. I thank you for allowing so many of us to be introduced to John because of your misdirected acts not of God. Your thievery opened the flood gates of reciprocity in John's favor. All that good and forgiveness and simple obedience and peace John poured out into the universe came back to him in ways his heart could hardly receive. And though we hardly spoke of you in those moments, know that I was thinking of you. I was thinking, I am John's friend. And the one who took his bike should have been John's friend too.

​Enjoy your ride. Watch out for speed bumps and pot holes. Keep the wind to your back. Read up on Romans 8:28
​Miss La Detra, friend of John

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