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My Journey to Lead With Empathy

My Journey to Lead With Empathy

Published Sep 21, 2024 Updated Sep 21, 2024 Society
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My Journey to Lead With Empathy

Through life’s shifting tides.

Reflecting on my leadership path, each phase seems shaped by natural rhythms, like the tides that sculpt our coast. Just as ocean waters nourish coastlines through cycles small and vast, so the journey teaches through experiences both fleeting and transformative.

I recall youthful days playing at the shore’s edge, watching waves arrive and follow one after another in a mysterious cadence. Their dance seemed to hold secrets whispered too soft for young ears. While leadership then appeared sublime as seabirds’ flight, the calling stirred heartstrings with intimations of purpose unfolding in time.

Adolescence brought ebbs of wondering and gifts borne ashore on crests of discovery rippling community service.

Mentors emerged from surf-bearing gifts like sand dollars and stories conveying wisdom’s harvest from weathering life’s swells and shoals. Their lore sustained seasons traversing choppy narrows and calm bays alike, for Nature provides if open eyes see lessons wherever tides may lead.

Now seasoned by tides collegiate and beyond, more vistas have stretched to horizons visible only through reflection’s widening lens. Each bend-traversed affords gratitude for the journey bringing us this far, with still further to unfold based on the cyclical lessons of renewal sweeping all coastlines to deeper understanding through the ages of Time’s great ocean. May sharing such insights with wanderers embarking like rippling stones sustain and lead in turn to richer shores for all.

In those early days, the shore seemed a place without bounds or walls, where imagination could wander as freely as the gulls riding coastal breezes. Each picturesque scene unfolding anew with the tides instilled life’s lessons patiently, a

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