everyone is carrying the weight of life’s experiences that we cannot see—
so let’s be kind.
if there’s one truth i’ve come to know through guiding transformation, having the absolute honor to work with thousands of different humans, and simply being alert & alive in this earth-life experience, it’s this:
everyone is carrying something.
so. much. happens. beneath. the. surface.
behind the smiles, the polished exteriors, the well-rehearsed “i’m good, how are you?”—there are silent battles.
grief. anxiety. self-doubt. heartbreak. stress. loss. loneliness. abuse. uncertainty.
no one is “exempt” from the weight of being human.
this is why kindness matters. this is why the way we treat each other, the way we show up for each other—in every interaction, big or small—matters more than we realize.
“iF yOu ReALLy KnEw Me”: our experience at mindless—
recently, we did something profound together.
i led our team through an exercise—one that asked us to step far beyond the surface and much deeper into true vulnerability. we anonymously answered deeply personal, hard questions. we sat together, holding space for one another, and reflected on the struggles we so often carry alone.
i asked questions that often go unspoken, like:
• have you ever felt like you weren’t good enough, no matter how much you achieve?
• have you ever struggled with imposter syndrome, doubting your own success and abilities?
• have you ever battled with your mental health while still showing up for others?
• have you ever lost someone you loved so deeply that it changed you forever?
• have you ever questioned if your existence even mattered?
and the questions went deeper.
even more raw. even more vulnerable.
once we filled out our sheet, we crumbled it up, and tossed into the center of the room. after a short, guided breathwork session, we all placed our hands on our heart-space, setting an intention for our wellness session together. then, each of us picked up a random paper.
i began to read each question aloud. if the person whose paper you held had answered yes to that question, you stood.
one by one, we stood.
silence filled the room.
and the tears became inevitable, as we bore witness to each other’s pain—amazed at how many of us stood for each question.
not once did a question go by without someone standing.
people we see every day—colleagues, leaders, teammates—began to realize just how much we all carry beneath the surface. and even more than that… we realized we are far more alike than we ever imagined.
what happened in those moments was transformational.
we saw each other.
we heard each other.
we held space for the unspoken battles that, at different points in our lives, changed the way we think, feel, express, relate—the way we are.
it was our reminder that behind every title, every role, every well-put-together exterior, there is a human being navigating their own story.
and in that space, no one was pretending.
no one was wearing masks.
we just were.
exactly as we are.
and that was enough.
this pain runs deeper than us.
it made us reflect on how much bigger these pains actually run—well beyond us.
it took time to regain our composure as we felt the magnitude of collective pain, heartache, and longing—this deep, aching desire to be seen, to matter, to be enough… or maybe, to not feel like too much.
this message has come through so clearly for me lately, and it feels important to share.
at the end of the day, no matter who we are or where we come from, we all want the same things:
• to feel seen for who we truly are.
• to feel heard—like our voice matters.
• to feel loved—without conditions.
• to feel accepted as we are—not just if we conform, not just if we dim ourselves to make others comfortable.
• to feel valued—not just for what we do, but for truest, most authentic essence of who we are.
• to feel like we belong—not just as an afterthought, but as an essential part of something greater.
the world can feel harsh.
there is SO much judgment.
life can feel isolating.
but when someone looks you in the eyes with real presence…
when someone listens without trying to fix…
when someone holds space without judgment…
it reminds you that you are not alone.
you always have a seat at my table.
one of my deepest beliefs—one that shapes my work, my relationships, and every space i create—is this:
everyone has a seat at my table.
no matter where you are.
no matter what you’re going through.
no matter what season of life you’re in.
you don’t have to prove your worth here.
you don’t have to shrink yourself to fit.
you don’t have to be anything other than exactly who you are.
and in fact, i will encourage you be your biggest, brightest, most AUTHENTIC you!
i believe in spaces where people can show up fully. messy. healing. uncertain. evolving.
because we are all human, having human experiences, and none of us are meant to do this alone.
choose kindness. always.
if we could see the weight people are carrying, we would move through the world differently.
perhaps we would soften our words a little.
we would loosen our judgments.
we would offer more grace—not just when it’s easy, but especially when it’s hard.
so let’s be kind.
let’s extend love, even when we don’t understand.
let’s meet each other with empathy, patience, and an open heart.
because everyone you meet is carrying something unseen.
and the way you treat them today might be the very thing that reminds them they are not alone.
you are seen.
you are heard.
you are loved.
you belong.
you are part of something greater.
and you always have a seat at my table.
