Jan 25, 2026
Confession: I am a woman in my mid-50s and I keep a pair of orange pompoms in my office. They sit on my shelf as a reminder that once upon a time, I was a high school cheerleader. Only for one year—I was definitely loud enough (heehee), and I must have been pretty...
Jan 11, 2026
Every year at this time, I return to a ritual that has followed me through countless seasons of becoming. Many people call it a vision board, but I’ve always felt that phrase can be a little… stiff. A little too strategic. A little too “corporate goal-setting...
