We are two days away from the spring equinox. It is the moment in the year when day and night hold equal ground. After that, the light begins to pull ahead. Across cultures, people have marked this moment with some version of spring cleaning. Windows are opened, closets emptied, floors scrubbed. It is the practical…
Something is shifting in my coaching conversations lately. The questions people are sitting with feel heavier. And underneath almost all of them is the same unspoken question: what does AI actually mean for me, my team, my work, my plans? People are watching the ground move in real time. And what I keep noticing is…
Last Sunday, as things began to escalate in the Middle East, one of my clients was hosting an open house for a townhouse she had just listed. It was a jewel box. Turnkey renovation. Impeccably designed, the kind of place where the light hits just right and buyers slow down when they walk in. The…
“Twenty-two days,” my son says this morning over a bowl of cereal. He’s been counting the days. Every single morning.Twenty-five. Twenty-four. Twenty-three. Now twenty-two…days until spring. Monday, he stopped counting. It’s the last week of February in New York, and there’s over a foot of snow on the ground. This winter has been relentless, to…
We entered the Lunar New Year this week. For those celebrating, I hope it began with joy and prosperity. It also marks the start of the Year of the Horse. Which feels like a particularly awkward time to admit that I am afraid of horses. There. I said it. Ordinarily, I keep this to myself.…
Most salespeople talk too much. I see it constantly. Salespeople behave like sharks. If they stop swimming, they’ll die. So they keep moving. Explaining. Pitching. Filling every gap with language, even when nothing more needs to be said. The assumption is that motion equals control, and control equals credibility. Years ago, I was in a…
Most people think the hard part of real estate is the market, the clients, or the constant uncertainty. And yes, all of that can be challenging. But the thing that wears people down over time is something quieter and harder to name. Real estate asks you to do two full-time jobs at once. You are…
There’s a particular kind of anger that doesn’t arrive as an explosion. It arrives quietly. It sits just beneath the surface while you answer emails, scroll headlines, and move through your day as if everything is fine. The violence.The unrest.The constant sense that the world feels increasingly volatile. None of this is happening in isolation.…
I’ve had the same dream for as long as I can remember. In it, I’m walking through my apartment when I discover a door I’ve never noticed before. Behind it is an entire additional wing. Rooms I didn’t know existed. Light. Space. Possibility. It feels expansive, like I’ve been living inside only part of what…
I attended a pretty spectacular funeral this past weekend. I get that it might seem like an oxymoron. But it was truly a celebration of life. There was a live band at the reception. A room full of people laughing, crying, swapping stories. A life cut too short for all of those who loved her.…
When people ask me what I’ve learned from years of coaching agents, leaders, and founders, my answer is almost always the same. Everyone just wants to be seen and heard. They want to matter to someone or something. They want connection and purpose, and to know they’re not invisible in the rooms they walk into…
There is a moment every December 31st when people begin quietly taking stock. It happens between plans, between texts, in that thin space where the year has not fully ended but you have already started judging it. Most people do it with a kind of private harshness, asking themselves if they did enough, grew enough,…