This is not a reflection about pigeon, a common and comforting yoga pose.

Sitting for dinner, at a beachside resort in the South of Spain overlooking the Mediterranean, I was with a group of entrepreneurs last week.

The root of the word mother is matr

After spending the last few months enjoying the Australian summer, and avoiding the North American winter

Imagine watching a boat speed away, leaving you behind, alone, on a tiny little island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. 

“One tiramisu. Four spoons please”.

“I go to yoga so I can post that I went to yoga”.

I noticed when someone took one out. I was also noticed when I took mine out.

I didn’t realize he had been holding it for so long. It must have been difficult for him, and I was completely unaware of it this entire time.

The day had started slow, or at least slow relative to what my norm had been. 

The sun had not yet risen and my eyes were blurry, it was still early in the morning.

I walked in and felt intimidated. The music was pumping. The air conditioner was on full blast. The energy was intense.

For the first six years of my entrepreneurial career, I did not take a break or vacation.

It was the biggest risk I had taken in a while. 

In the West, so much of what we culturally encourage is forceful