When I started my coaching practice, I heard Helen Reddy’s I am Woman playing as the soundtrack to my days. I’d made the leap, honored my value of independence, and, as the singer-songwriter preached, felt strong and invincible. Go me! About six-months in, though, Roy Orbison kicked Reddy to the…

Over a dozen years ago, I joined an organization to lead people and culture development. I relish in a good life map exercise to uncover colleagues’ trials and triumphs, so I saw the first all-staff meeting as fertile soil to plant seeds for interpersonal connection. …

I’ve always been drawn to the deep and profound; death, in particular, fascinates me. I’m a BJ Miller groupie, devoured When Breath Becomes Air, and count Terrible, Thanks for Asking among my favorite podcasts. The fragility of life means I often ruminate on how trauma will manifest in my children…

When the pandemic struck, I figured I was a goner. While I knew Clorox and Peloton could thrive in our altered reality, I didn’t see my business surviving. Undoubtedly the need for leadership coaching was amplified, but could the cost of it be justified with skyrocketing unemployment? ‘Not so much,’…

In my 20’s, a childhood friend’s sister, Lucy*, died unexpectedly while traveling the globe during her gap year. While I’d lost communication with my friend and her family years before, my memories of eating lunch in their London townhouse and tea and biscuits in their sweet garden hadn’t faded. And…

On Saturday night, we finished a 1,000 piece puzzle. Pre COVID-19, listening to jazz and staying up ’til 10:30pm with my husband and 10-year old to finish a gratifying but arduous endeavor would have been unthinkable. Quality television in the vein of The Handmaid’s Tale would have beckoned. …

On Friday, March 13, our district announced school closures, starting the upcoming Monday, due to the increased risk of coronavirus. So, I spent the weekend noting recommendations on Instagram for the Epic app and Khan Academy and surveying sample daily homeschool schedules from friends. I tailored our schedule for my…

At 12-years-old, I made an SAT study calendar for my then 17-year-old sister: memorize vocab words in the morning, grapple with practice problems at night. I couldn’t comprehend her resistance to focus and responsibility so figured I’d intervene and show her the light. In shocking news, she didn’t comply. …

Our hallway coat closet is always at least two inches ajar. …