At the ICF Philippines DEIB event, I was reminded of a lesson from my acting days: shed what’s mine to make space for another. 🎭 In coaching, this means pausing before every session to notice my biases and emotions, park them, and later ask where they come from. 🌱 The more I understand myself, the freer I am to hold space for someone else — not just in theory, but in presence and respect for uniqueness.

The closer who we are inside matches who we are outside, the happier we are. A simple truth that hit hard after a recent conversation with my son. It reminded me how often the most polished lives can hide the loudest storms — and how costly the gap between appearance and reality can be.

Growth isn’t about pretending the hard things didn’t happen. It’s about letting them shape you without dimming your light — a reminder sparked while hosting my daughter’s birthday party and watching kids be so unapologetically themselves.

Alice Feeney’s Good Bad Girl caught me off guard. On the surface, it’s a mystery thriller. But in its layers, it’s about mothers and daughters, absence and presence, and how love and hurt often sit side by side. 💭

I wore masks long before I ever stepped on stage. They were invisible, yet heavy. I learned to smile, keep the story moving, and hit my...