Before I trusted my voice, I ignored my body. My body would tighten before the conversation even started.My shoulders would rise.My stomach would sink.My breathing would change. And I would …
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There is a version of survival that looks responsible. It looks quiet.Measured.Strategic. It looks like filing your sharpest observations away because they might make someone uncomfortable.It looks like diluting your …
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We’ve organized our Identity, used our truth for Advocacy, and practiced the discipline of the Wait. Now, we open the final folder: Legacy. When I sit at my desk and …
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