skip to Main Content

Blog

Exhale

I'm always a bit doubtful about New Year's resolutions. Don't get me wrong, I love the idea of choosing specific practices to improve on and accomplish, but every January I start to wonder whether now is really the best time to do so. Is anything major in my life going to change overnight? Do I have a clear idea of how to make it happen? Keep this realistic, Sarah. You tried giving up sweets last year, and two days in you ate a chocolate bar while shopping for shoes online. So much for "new year, new you." While I think it's great…

What If

Do you ever remember the closed doors in your life and just wonder? Do you ever consider what might have happened if, way back when, you said one different word or did one different thing? Uncertainty can bring about these convoluted questions, the kind that keep you up at night and make you doubt, just for a moment, who you are and how you got here. What if things had changed? What if I had taken that leap? What if I had said what I felt? I've heard it stated that every second we are choosing to walk a certain…

Do Hard Things

"This is not your practice life; this is all there is." -Unknown Life isn't meant to just happen. Life is meant to be lived and it is meant to be felt. Sometimes it feels like breathing in that sharp burst of cold air in the winter, the one that stings your lungs and waters your eyes and causes an exhale that looks like smoke. Sometimes it feels like walking on hot asphalt in the summer sunshine, scorching your feet and causing blisters that will speckle your skin for weeks. Sometimes it feels like a long run on a fall morning, when…

On Feeling Inadequate

Breathe in, breathe out. Today is bigger than the discomfort you're feeling at this moment. And besides, this is how you grow, right? Get out there and make it happen. But maybe get an iced latte first so you can put it off just a little bit longer. Welcome to the real conversations that happen in my brain. Let's talk about inadequacy for a second because I'm becoming all too familiar with the notion as of late. Have you ever had seasons where you can't shake the feeling that you're not quite good enough to be doing what you're doing?…

Blank Slate

One week. Seven days. 168 hours, give or take. That's how long I've been in New York City, which feels like a blink and simultaneously like an eternity. Everything about life is so different here and every part of my day feels like a learning curve in some way (insert mental image of me, probably looking mildly stressed, trying to maneuver my way through a tiny grocery store in the midst of 100 other people). From riding the subway to doing my laundry, even the simplest things here have a different energy to them. 'One day at a time' has…

Compass

"There is something in every one of you that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself. It is the only true guide you will ever have. And if you cannot hear it, you will all of your life spend your days at the end of strings that somebody else pulls." -Howard Thurman I've never been very good with directions. When I first moved to Nashville, I relied for the longest time on Google Maps to get me from point A to point B, even when navigating the simplest route through my own neighborhood. And this past…

Force Quit

Life has a way of revealing tough realities whether or not we feel ready to face them. In this case, my brain feels something like a car screeching to a halt after driving down the highway at 100 miles per hour. It rounded a corner and suddenly came upon a stop sign, forced to take a break after ages of moving too fast. Many of you know I had plans to see the world and check off as many bucket list items as I could this summer. Long story short, I'm sitting here in Nashville with a cup of coffee, a lot…

Grace and Grit

I've officially reached my final month of consulting. (What?) In my typical fashion, I get reflective as chapters are ending, and today I'm reminded of the two words that have gotten me through the tough moments of this year. I first heard them together in January 2016 as I sat in the boardroom of our headquarters to interview for this job. I remember the million questions I had about what life on the road would bring, as Wendy, our Executive Director, thanked us for coming to interview and encouraged us to think honestly about whether we were ready for the challenge. "We look for…

Live is a Verb

I'm sitting in a Brooklyn coffee shop on this rainy Sunday listening to John Mayer's "Born and Raised" (like any trendy twenty-something Southern girl, I know, but he's my favorite) and the song 'Love is a Verb' is playing through my headphones and getting me thinking. Not just about love and its existence as an action word, but about a very similar verb: live. live (v) -- to act out or practice; to experience firsthand; to exhibit vigor, gusto, or enthusiasm in I've just spent the weekend in New York City, a place I appreciate for its diversity, complexity and character. Every time…

I’m Not Sorry

I'm not sorry for speaking up at the table yesterday. The words were uttered in haste, a meek apology for stating my opinion when I worried it might contradict your own. I'm not sorry for the time I moved my chair to make room for yours next to me. In fairness, I arrived first, and I know it is an act of common courtesy to give you space. Yet the rushed apology comes spilling from my lips all the same. I'm not sorry for the time I spoke over you on accident, so eager to share my news that we…

Back To Top