Hi hi Reader,

1. There are a few other things I'd meant to mention yesterday.
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Which makes me think about the lack of satisfaction that comes with having to call unfinished things "good enough" and hit send.
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​Ugggghhhh... I can make it better if only I had more time...
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2. Which leads me here: What if our human existence will always include playing whack-a-mole with systems of oppression in search of personal and collective freedom?
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Always.
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So: if you accept that the work of showing up and caring and being creative and having the audacity to believe in something new, different, more true, more beautiful will never be "finished," what do you need TODAY to be able to keep going?

3. And here's the first thing I meant to tell you yesterday:
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Your ideas matter. Your creativity matters. Your heart matters. They all matter so much.
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YOU matter so much.

4. Really?!
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The thought leaders, the authors, the executives making change from within, the care workers and community organizers on the front lines... suuuuuure.
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But the poets? The painters? The quilters? The readers? The lovers? The parents? The listeners and space holders and conversation havers and comfort givers and everyone with their huge hearts and open arms who are just looking out into the world and trying to make things a little easier for one other person...
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​Are you telling me that they all matter too? Really?!
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​I am. Really.

5. Let's try something. First, read this:

6. How do you feel now?
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It matters.
You matter.
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Don't let them convince you that you don't. That's how they keep winning.

7. The other thing I wanted to tell you is what I told my daughters on Wednesday morning:
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Part of our work right now is to prioritize joy.

8. Even if it feels trivial.
Even though other things are more critical.
Even when there's a voice in your head that says it won't be enough.
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Let your joy be its own mini-revolution.

9. The other thing that's saving my life right now? Actual connection.
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I'm three weeks into a (maybe forever?) social media blackout and good gracious, what a gift I gave myself without even knowing how much I'd need it.
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The nourishment of actual connection right now is fueling me—the eye contact, belly laughs, the nodes, the shared and overlapping anxieties and glimmers of hope.
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Yes, yes, yes, and more please. 🙏🙏🙏

10. The question that showed up first was "who do you think you are?"
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And then it became "Ugh, is your work even relevent right now in the midst of all this grief and harm and impending sense of doom?"
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So: I did what I do. I sat still. Listened. Waited. Inhaled. Exhaled. Another deep breath, then another, and another.
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Here's what bubbled up:
​I work with the driven and the daring, helping them turn big ideas into realities without burning out. Together, we weave joy into every step, building something that doesn’t just satisfy in the moment but resonates deeply, joyfully, and powerfully.
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​Are you kidding me?!
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My work matters more now that it ever has before. As does yours.
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Figure out what you need to keep going and let yourself have it.

You're not alone. You're doing great. And I love you.