At My Graduation, My Dad Told 2,000 People Not to Clap — I Stepped Back to the Mic

noise of two thousand people celebrating the end of the thing they had worked toward, and I held both of those sentences — your mother would be proud and the application was exceptional — and I let myself feel them without deflecting.

This is still something I practice. Receiving. Letting things land.

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