Welcome,
I recently visited a mentor I first knew as a dean at MIT—brilliant, inspiring, and deeply kind.
During the visit, I met her pickleball friends, who were surprised to learn she once held such a powerful role. They know a different facet: the one who shows up to play, laughs easily, and remembers everyone’s stories.
The photo I shared earlier this week on Instagram and Facebook was taken last summer, when she attended my very first restorative yoga class. At the time, I did not fully appreciate what that moment represented. Looking at it now, I see someone who spent years carrying responsibility...and then allowing herself to be supported AND rest. I see a way of leading I’ve tried to practice for a long time, and continue to learn.
Many of us spend our lives bracing against the to‑do list, the noise, the weight of responsibility. I’ve learned that another way to lead is letting myself be held, supported, and allowed to rest.
This Sunday, we’ll practice what that feels like in the body.
