Many of us are thwarted by our inner voices, our anxieties and a fundamental lack of belief in ourselves. Our inner critic tells us that we are less accomplished or capable than others. We dismiss our achievements and confine ourselves to a false belief in our mediocrity. But somewhere inside, we know that our disappearing act no longer serves the world.
How do you know you're really ready to be a parent? Is there a point in life where it clicks in your head and says "Yes, now you've ticked all the boxes so here you go, one child coming up!"? Or are we ever really ready for all the different things that come with being pregnant, giving birth and raising a child?
While thousands of miles away I'm glued to the US debt ceiling debate. Not because it's particularly interesting but because the unfolding situation, still pretty much in its infancy, will have a direct and lasting impact on the place I was born, the place I grew up and all the places, institutions and communities I now work with to improve.