The Final 62: making room for what’s next
October has a way of making us pause. The leaves begin to change, the mornings feel a little different, routines begin to settle into a rhythm, and suddenly we realize…
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What we carry from the Peace Table
What if peace begins at the breakfast table? Not with a grand speech. Not with everyone agreeing. But with people sitting down together, making room for one another’s stories, and…
Let go, but stay close
“Mom, stay right here.” That was my daughter’s request every time she climbed onto her bicycle. For the longest time, learning to ride wasn’t really about learning to ride. It…
Who will you show up for?
How do you feel going into September 2026? It feels like just yesterday we were saying, “Happy New Year!” We were making plans, setting goals, choosing our word for the…
Raksha Bandhan: from one thread to one human family
ક્યારેક જીવનના સૌથી મજબૂત વચનો, સૌથી નાજુક દોરાથી બંધાય છે. Sometimes, the strongest promises in life are tied with the most delicate threads. Growing up in India, Raksha Bandhan was…
Takiwatanga: in our own time & space
There is a beautiful Māori word that offers us a powerful way to think about autism – and perhaps an even more powerful way to think about belonging. Takiwatanga. It…
The power of showing up: where belonging begins
What if belonging doesn’t begin with an invitation? What if it begins with simply showing up? This year, as I begin another year as a Compass mentor with Noblesville Schools,…
The sweet return to community
Some places sell candy. Some places sell memories. Recently, I was reminded of that in the most unexpected way. A friend’s mom had just arrived from India and brought with…
I belong. Do you?
What does belonging feel like? It sounds like a simple question, but the answer is rarely simple. Belonging is not a destination we arrive at one day and keep forever….
Hug me until I smell like you
As another school year begins in Noblesville, I found myself holding my daughters a little tighter before they walked through those school doors. It reminded me of a phrase I…