After the Rain
A poem about the particular silence that follows a summer storm, and what the wet world seems to say.
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A poem about the particular silence that follows a summer storm, and what the wet world seems to say.
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Learning to receive correction without defensiveness may be the quietest form of leadership growth there is.
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Five small, practical ways to resist the rush and actually inhabit the season you're in.
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I have driven confidently in the wrong direction on four continents. This is not a brag.
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Five small, practical ways to resist the pull of busyness and actually inhabit the season you're in.
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