I checked my email on my birthday trip. Twice. My husband wasn't bothered. Turns out it's part of who I am — and maybe that's okay. A blog about intentional presence for people who can't quite fully disconnect, and why that's not a character flaw.

A leadership class with applicable tools + a leader willing to pull back for a moment to try a new tool = bigger and stronger firefighting tools alongside fewer and smaller fires.

Every workplace has a recognition murder mystery. The body is always the same: a demoralized team, resentment that travels by whisper, and a break room that smells vaguely of cheap pizza and disappointment. The suspects, however, are varied. Let's meet them.

I was promoted in my early twenties to lead a team whose average age was over 45. I did what most new leaders do: I performed my expertise loudly and enthusiastically. It did not go well. Here's what I learned from an ugly cry and a very honest friend.