Tiny little troll doors.

Remember the other week when we were closing doors all over the place? So today it’s tiny little troll doors. I imagine them kind of like this. Yes, that’s the faery door that lives at the Playground — and sometimes mysteriously moves around, though...

Amnesty.

A few weeks ago I talked about establishing culture, and my sense of what that means. No one has yet written the Lonely Planet guide to The Fluent Self, Inc. — pirate ship at large, but when I think about the qualities that come together to make this space what...

Making space.

Disclaimer! This post is … not really a post. And it’s very much not the sort of thing I would normally put here. It’s a bit messy. A bit complex. A lot more yoga-ey than anything I might say if it were just us. (Translation: Jon, don’t read...
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