A set of four questions.

Over the past several weeks, I have been asking the same four questions. This set of four questions has been my anchor. For pretty much everything. I ask these four questions when I enter things. Before conversations. Before meetings, meals, decisions. Another way of...

I am five years old.

Everyone in the building where the Playground lives wants to know what the Playground is. They see us wandering the halls in our stocking feet (or stripy-socked-feet or bare feet or sparkly legwarmer feet), wearing ridiculous hats and sometimes wings. They hear us...
The Fluent Self