I was at a leadership conference. I forget the exact topic of one of the talks, but a speaker said something like, “repeated words become our beliefs, our beliefs become our actions, our actions change our lives.” Or something like that. I’m a...
I sat in my chair, desperately trying to make her believe that she was lovable. Her history of pain had left her to conclude that she was fundamentally inferior, unworthy of love. Cognitive behavioral therapy wasn’t working. Debate wasn’t working. Reassurance...
“Your Unicorn Must Be Rubbing Off on Me” I was influenced by two messages for a long time. The first message was that I needed to be realistic and choose. In both the over and covert messages of adults around me, I heard the false dichotomies of happiness or money,...