Dear Reader, What do you do when they’re on their phones? In last week’s training I delivered, one of the participants shared how much it annoyed them when others used their phones during a session. It felt disrespectful, they said. We explored ways to handle it. One person suggested naming it in the ground rules. Someone offered a tactic to bring the group’s attention back. What stuck with me wasn’t the strategies — it was the phone itself. Or rather, the role it plays. Because I do it too....
13 days ago • 3 min read
Dear Reader, So much for breaking the rules 🤪 I thought I was writing a book about unprofessionalism. Turns out, I’ve been writing it like the most professional professional ever. Somewhere between the index cards and the imposter syndrome, I lost the thread and the soul. The tough love from my book coach (thank you, Jane!) came like a velvet slap. She didn’t say anything I didn’t already know. But hearing she expected more made me admit it to myself: I hadn’t actually broken out of the...
20 days ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, The sound of silence is filled with the whispers between our ears. The silence after sharing our strong opinion or a simple story that felt meaningful to us. The silence after asking a question. The silence before a breakthrough. The silence before we speak our truth. The silence before a laugh (the second of uncertainty whether we were funny or just weird). Sometimes, the silence can become so loud that it's difficult to ignore. The silence when we expected a reaction. And often...
27 days ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, The shoemaker’s children go barefoot, the saying goes. And when I think of myself, I realise how often I forget all the coaching and facilitation skills the moment I take off my facilitator hat. I forget to ask questions. I stop listening to understand. Instead, I assume — and even interrupt. Oops. While this can hurt our relationships with others, they’re often rather forgiving. But what about the self-harm — the kind that happens when we talk to ourselves and call it...
about 1 month ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, I’ve written many newsletters on the power of saying no and the value of setting boundaries. I've written very few on the beauty of saying yes. Last weekend, I said one - and heard one back: I proposed to my girlfriend. And she said yes. We’ve entered a new chapter. A new phase where the I turns into a we, and where the most private thing - a romantic relationship - suddenly becomes public. It feels like a significant shift because a lifelong commitment puts everything else into...
about 1 month ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, Last Sunday, I ran a half marathon. For the first time, I had a clear target in mind: 2 hours and 2 minutes. I didn’t make it. I crossed the finish line in 2:07. Five minutes too slow. Two minutes faster than last time. I failed. And before you tell me that I'm being too harsh, let me assure you: I’m glad I did, because I’ve never learned more. This time, I didn’t just run but I really pushed myself. I pushed my legs and core, my focus and my mindset. And, I had to readjust my...
about 2 months ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, Last week, I facilitated a two-day training in French which is not my native language. Most of my work happens in English, where I feel nimble - quick to rephrase, expand, adjust my words on the fly. While I am fluent in French, I don’t have that same agility. To prepare, I spent my evenings binge-watching Netflix in French - to prime my subconscious brain while sleeping. Still, by day, without my usual vocabulary at hand, I had to keep things simple. One explanation, not five....
about 2 months ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, There is one thing only few people know about me: I have zero sense of direction. It’s not that sometimes I take the wrong turn. I mean really no internal compass. My first instinct is always to turn the wrong way. The problem is that this fear of getting lost is rather limiting for someone (me!) who loves long runs with no phone. It kept me stuck, running the same safe routes while missing out on serendipitous discoveries that come with getting lost in new places. This year, I...
2 months ago • 2 min read
Dear Reader, Not good. Enough. Yet. This is how I’ve felt over the past few weeks — in exactly this sequence. First came the sting: not good. The voice in my head doesn’t whisper, it shouts. Tells me I’ll never be an author. Not a real one. I’m pretending, lacking integrity, originality. Just another hobby. Then I breathe. Just long enough to revise it: not good enough. Still harsh, but now it’s mine. My standards. My impossible inner ruler that only measures backwards, never forward. And...
2 months ago • 2 min read