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leadership barn animals

My mother loved to read us the story of  The Little Red Hen. In fact, I’m pretty convinced she read it to us in the womb. If you’re a parent and don’t know this book, stop reading now, run to the store buy it. Pick up your kids early from school and read it. It will transform your life. If you don’t have time for that, here’s the shortcut. A little red hen asks and asks her little

Stuck in the Middle With You

stuck in the middle with you

The other day I got the kind of feedback that kicks you in the gut and makes your brain hurt for days. I’m sure you know the kind, it stings with truth, but you’ve got a gazillion counter points you would never say out loud, for fear of appearing to not be listening. It’s from an amazing leader who worked on my team for several years, and is a regular reader of LGL. This is a long one, so for

The Power of Always: Making Commitments You Can Keep thumbnail

I will always brush my teeth before I go to bed. That’s pretty easy. I will always exercise at least 5 times a week. Unless, I get stuck in the airport, my kid gets sick, there’s a hurricane, A bit harder. As leaders we have long lists of intentions. We do our best to keep our commitments. Unless…

Identifying What’s Always Important

“You are what

Hot Mess Leadership: When Image Becomes Dangerous thumbnail

The term“hot mess” typically refers to someone disheveled on the outside with some redeeming qualities on the inside. Urban dictionary defines a “hot mess” as

” when one’s thought or appearance are in a state of disarray, but they maintain an undeniable attractiveness or beauty”

Leaders can go a long way by getting clothes

Cheer in the Next Gear: How to Make Your Support Count thumbnail

Each time a cyclist peddled past our corner at the Ironman triathlon , the woman sitting next to me on the curb would clang her large cowbell. No words. No sign of emotion. This went on for hours. It was almost a Pavlovian response. See bike, ring bell. She was committed. She never missed an athlete. For whom was her bell tolling? Why was this helpful? In contrast, my husband Marcus is my cheering hero. I have run

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