When It’s a Lot

When It’s a Lot

Maybe one of the lessons or reminders this week: even when it’s a lot, I can field those grounders, stay on my toes, even pivot and reschedule all the people for a retreat. And even when it’s a lot, it’s not all bad. 

Comparing a Late Bloomer

Comparing a Late Bloomer

If we’re going to compare ourselves to each other (and sometimes we must), let’s make sure we honor and understand the differences between azaleas and camellias, apples and bananas, night owls and early birds. 

More Lessons on Letting Go

More Lessons on Letting Go

I’m teaching letting go, and the universe dropped the most challenging letting-go lessons of my life in my lap.

Cultural Transcription: I don’t remember how to spell my son’s name

Cultural Transcription: I don’t remember how to spell my son’s name

I remind myself to stay curious, to be aware when I interact with someone from another culture —whether from another state or another continent —because chances are I’ll never hear (my alphabet doesn’t capture it) or see parts of that person’s identity.