Listen first. Focus on partnership before ownership. Do your pre-work. You look like a bigger asshole when you don’t. Don’t interrupt. Which also means let people talk. Let others be the expert. Make things happen by getting out of others way. Railroading is not a form of project management. I’m sure there are many...
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When I hold Julian at bedtime he looks at me. Directly in the eyes. There is a twinkle. I can’t help but smile. He’s questioning me. Testing me. Finding the line. My smile gets wider. And when he sees me smile his lips part and his goofy teeth show through in a huge grin....
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I think of the things that might make a truly exceptional organization is the ability to take feedback. To humble yourself no matter your pedigree or tenure. To listen to views other than your own. And to challenge your own assumptions. This promotes diversity of thought and encourages other voices to speak up and...
Continue readingI’m astounded by the number of people in my feed who have managed to make these protests and riots about themselves. Who can’t understand why what’s happening is happening. Who have managed to ignore the giant fucking purple elephant in the room – the abundant and abhorrant institutional racism against black people that exists...
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Days of silence Piling up Brilliance popping and then dimming It’s light out well into the evening Everything is awake and yet contained Who knows when this chaos will end Maybe never Brimming at the edge but Never feeling the release of water cascading down Don’t be so hard on yourself But on second...
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How many loves have not come to fruition The longing Constrained by timing and circumstance A held breath A glance not taken A kiss withheld For centuries stifled loves Anguish Memories not made Compounding into regret and anger and sadness How simple we could make it all If we chose love as the guiding...
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A birthday cake, hand piped flowers dyed pink and blue and green and yellow Doesn’t matter what year it was. How old you were. It was you. That’s what mattered. Sitting in the kitchen talking for hours. Feet up on the counter. Drinking a beer or a glass of wine. You and me. You...
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What will it be? What are you burning to do? What do you avoid because it takes too much time or energy or passion? What do you want to build? Don’t be paralyzed by the billions of possibilities. You know what you want. Don’t be good at putting up excuses. Don’t allow yourself to...
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I’ll soak up the hugs and kisses and I love yous. The baby smells. The baby breathing. You’re small now. One day you’ll be big. You’ll no longer fit snugly into the corners of my lap. One day isn’t here yet. Right now is. Each time I get to hold you. Feel you breathe...
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One time when I was a little girl, probably 8 or 9 a neighborhood bully ramped my brand new bike up the side of a tree. I ran and got my mom. She marched down the street and confronted the bully’s parents. I remember her body muscles rigid and poised with anger and the...
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