Embrace Your Full Wingspan
by Kristin Mackey
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ity to city I went, seminar after next city - rinse/repeat. I taught countless popping in almost 300 cities - some I’d
seminar until my voice could not business seminars on how to be a shinier, return to, some I don’t even remember.
be cured by the complementary lemon more organized, better overall profession- When people would ask what I did
water or $2.50 tea and honey. Coast to al. From improving your customer service for a living, my answer often confused
coast, airport to airport I bounced with skills to how to best lead an organiza- them. The very nature of what I did
my travel polyester “silk” suit and my one tion through change, I had the tools that perplexed so many that I felt my eleva-
carry on bag so skillfully packed if awards enhanced the machine. tor speech needed tweaking. “I fly city
were given, I would embarrassingly win. I had this routine for almost three to city speaking at seminars on profes-
You see, I had the job of leading business years with the occasional break where- sional development skills” became the
seminars across the country. A job, or as the wrestling matches with mail and mantra. The common response was the
shall I say a “lifestyle” that inspired the more impromptu “inspirational speech- usual confirmed nod, confused eyes and
work I do now. Back then it was rise at es” convincing loved ones that I still a smirk that said, but you look “12”.
five, speak till four then drive or fly to the cared took focus. I had the privilege of Perhaps my suspicion of their skepticism
was none other than my own inability to
believe I had taken this unique path suc-
cessfully and yet it resembled nothing of
my original plan or the degree hanging
on my wall. It was then I realized that I
did not seek this path, it found me.
As I made my way around airports,
brush fires, ice storms, hail storms and
even a tornado in North Dakota, I never
felt more at home. Being on the road
was supposed to make you feel lost,
frustrated, homesick - and yes, I had my
share of that, but once I became friends
with the planet and stopped calling
other people strangers, I grew tremen-
dously. In every tree, interstate, chair and
pond and in every smile, book, joke and
song - I became a more authentic ver-
sion of me. I carried very few belongings
and traveled with no one - but internally
I had everything with everyone.
What I came to know in the spaces
between my pulled together persona
came from the intimate chats around the
seminar. In between the organizing tips,
the “how to handle insubordination”
and better ways to say no, were the fine
whisperings from the “human capital”
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