I’m sitting upright in my chair, looking through a window at a large Ficus tree. I sit for hours with little to no movement. My muscles are always fatigued because my back is broken. les are always fatigued because my back is broken. I don’t cry, for if I even breathe or exhale with emotion… Read more »Read the article.
Progress—it’s such an ironic concept. The thought of it excites the imagination in anticipation of positive change, while the effort of its pursuit and its demanding and unpredictable nature induces fatigue, uncertainty, and even fear.Join the conversation.
The summer I turned five, my mother signed the lease to the upstairs apartment of a house in Flatbush, Brooklyn. It was my seventh household in five years. She was a single mom whose stepmother had kicked her out of her home after her father died three years earlier.Read the article.
In 1999, I was wrapped in a deck winch on my commercial fishing boat. The accident immobilized me; the Coast Guard lifted me off my boat in Prince William Sound and I was medevakced to Anchorage, Alaska.Read the article.
I’ll start by saying that I don’t believe in imposter syndrome. When I hear those words, I cringe. And when I listen to them applied to women, I cringe even more. Imposter syndrome is used frequently to describe the self-doubt, uncertainty, and unsureness which can happen to anyone, but is particularly pronounced in professional women… Read more »Read the article.
I get contacted quite a bit to work on crisis communication projects—somehow that has become an area of focus for my company. I didn’t exactly choose it.Read the article.
Think about a leader you really value and respect. I’m guessing they’re not burnt out and working crazy hours. They’re not rushed and stressed or emotionally unpredictable. They probably show strong signs of emotional intelligence and don’t shy away from saying “I don’t know.”Read the article.