In class, I never used to raise my hand. And at work, Iβd rarely speak up in meetings. For a long time, I was soooo afraid of being wrong. β¨ This fear of being wrong is ingrained in us early on by our experiences and upbringing. And to some extent, itβs also hardwired in us as mechanism for survival. But being wrong is rarely dangerous anymore, it simply threatens our egos. βοΈ One way to combat this is to βwrite in pencil,β the idea is to give yourself permission to be wrong sometimes, and edit and evolve as you go. π As I begin sharing my thoughts here, Iβll be βwriting in pencil.β What I share will reflect my thoughts, experiences, and research in the present moment. And if I come across compelling insights that shift those viewpoints, I will openly share why Iβve have changed my mind. π« Hereβs to sharing openly, making mistakes along the way, and to βstrong opinions, loosely held.β (at San Francisco, California)
