When I was a kid, I couldn’t jump rope. I tried. My gym teacher suggested wrapping the rope around my smaller hand. It didn’t work. My wrist doesn’t turn in the way a traditional two-handed grip requires. So I made a decision: jumping rope wasn’t for me. When the other kids jumped, I stayed on…
A Moment You Might Recognize Last month, I sat in a meeting and felt that little push. You know the one. You feel the nudge. You know you should speak. And then you don’t. That old voice showed up for me. What if it sounds stupid? What if I am wrong? What if they judge…
That inner voice. You know the one, right before you do something meaningful, it whispers: “Don’t mess this up.” “Play it safe.” “Maybe don’t speak up this time.” I call it the unreliable narrator. Some call it the inner critic. Or the negative self- critic. Whatever name you give it, you know the voice. And…
