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Pickled Roots Blog

Pickled Roots Blog2023-01-23T16:21:44+00:00
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I wanted to honor the indigenous cultures that took me in and transformed me. So, I named my blog Pickled Roots – a space where I can preserve and pay homage to the roots of our modern world.

Whether creating books and workbooks or contributing articles to journals, Pickled Roots inspires, guides and nurtures leaders like you.
In my blog, you will find sage wisdom, practical inspiration and gifts that will assist you in your leadership journey.
In addition to my blog, my articles: Leadership as Service created in 2002; and Sacred Crossroads, Race and Yoga, published by UC Berkley in 2017; witness the personal stories that grew into my current thought leadership and operating philosophy. And coming soon are two new books – Wisdom Traditions and the Essence of Leadership and The Work Journey. Visit us often to immerse yourself in wisdom and inspiration.

Fall Transitions

It’s Fall. Cooler weather is slowing creeping in. Nights are growing longer than the days. Our routines have changed again as children have transitioned back to school. Most importantly, nature reminds of us of the significance of transition. Outside, the trees have begun to shed their leaves, but not after [...]

Let Go

“When I let go of what I am, I become what I want to be.” Lao Tzu (Father of Taoism)   Take a pause and close your eyes and reflect on that statement. What do you think you are? What can you let go of? For me, I often define myself [...]

Mother Earth

The mountains called me, or so I thought. I could feel their presence inviting me to come. Or was it something else? Regardless, I answered the call and made my way to the place where the Shenandoah National Park meets with the Blue Ridge Mountains. There aren’t a lot of [...]

Connecting With My Africa

Here I sit in a warm and inviting Nigerian restaurant, Karamo. The restaurant, bordered with bright yellow walls, is adorned with African masks, statues, and dark wood booths. The bar and stage are covered in mariwo - dried African palm fronds. Yoruba language flows like the River Niger. And although I [...]

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