What does it mean to be a reconciling leader? I have asked myself this question throughout this Journey of Hope, and I suspect (hope) I will ask it of myself for the rest of my days. I held this question in mind when I wrote my “I Am From…” poem, and realized that for a… Continue reading Never Alone
I am too much and not enough. I am a daughter of educators. From the woods with a stick horse then a real horse. Horses have literally carried my fullest joys and heard my fullest fears and angst. I am a third culture kid, transplanted halfway around the world. I am a good girl. A… Continue reading I am
