The Glass: Carry

Don’t tell me it’s heavy. I know glass. It weighs nothing until it shatters.

People will accidentally elbow you. They won't see the glass. You will get angry. 'Can't you see I'm carrying something?' No. They can't. That’s your job to see it.

When that happens, do not kneel in the shards. Get a broom. Clean it up. Order a new pane. Carry The Glass

In high-performance environments, we glorify the ability to "carry heavy loads." We reward the people who can take on 50 tasks, manage three crises, and still smile on the Zoom call.

Look at my reflection in it. That’s the past. That’s the version of me who dropped it once. Blood on concrete. A thousand little mirrors laughing up at me. Don’t tell me it’s heavy

Some of us know it. Some of us are running.

A stone is heavy. You can drop a stone. It chips the floor, but the stone survives. Glass is light. But if you drop glass, it is gone . People will accidentally elbow you

Maybe your glass is a new relationship. Maybe it’s a startup that hasn't launched. Maybe it’s your sobriety.

Walk away from the shards. You don't have to carry those, too. Title: The Glazier's Walk

Stop carrying. Start seeing."