IS YOUR MIND SICK? OR HAS IT BEEN DIAGNOSED BECAUSE IT WAS ALREADY SOLD
Let me ask you something that might feel uncomfortable. When was the last time you were genuinely bored? Not distracted — bored. That old, slow, almost-forgotten boredom that used to arrive on a quiet Sunday afternoon, with…
WHO ARE YOU?
For 28 years, I have been asking the same question. In boardrooms, in workshops with global leaders, and in conversations with people who never imagined anyone would ask them this. Who are you? And what comes next…
THE NOISE WE NO LONGER HEAR
Stop right now. Don’t solve anything, don’t decide anything, just notice: are your shoulders raised, tight near your neck, as if bracing for a blow? Does your breath live in your chest, or has it dropped down…
DID HE COME BACK FOR YOU, OR FOR THE VERSION OF HIMSELF HE ONLY SAW IN YOUR EYES?
It’s 11:47 p.m. when the phone lights up on its own, before the notification sound even reaches you. You already know, just from the shape of the message bubble, before reading a single word, who it is.…
THE AILMENT WITH NO NAME — BUT WITH AN ADDRESS
When anxiety stops being yours and starts belonging to the time you live in Close your eyes for a moment. Not to relax. To think. Think about the last Sunday afternoon you spent completely empty — no…
PRESENT IN EVERYTHING. ABSENT FROM YOURSELF.
You got home. You sat down. You put your phone on the table — or maybe you didn’t, you kept it in your hand just in case. Someone spoke to you. You answered. But you weren’t there.…
YOU ARE NOT WHO STAYS SILENT — BUT EVERYTHING YOU BUILT TO SURVIVE THE SILENCE
Think for a moment about the last time you had something to say — and didn’t say it. Not because the words weren’t there. Not because the moment was wrong. But because, somewhere between the thought and…
THE GHOST MANAGER
When the absence of one person reveals the structural fragility of an entire organization — ✦ — Think for a moment: what if you arrived at work tomorrow and that person — the one everyone consults, who…
YOU NEVER LOVED THE OTHER PERSON. YOU LOVED THE PORTRAIT YOU MADE OF THEM.
And when the portrait crumbles, you call it an ending. But what ends — the love, or the illusion that lasted far too long? Think about the day you fell in love. Not the day you met…
THE MIRROR NOBODY ASKED TO CARRY
There was a girl who learned to see herself through the reflection of the eyes of those who raised her. There was no mirror on the wall. There was a face. A way of looking. A tone…
