Honest Dialogue with Our Shepherding Organizations
I gently pushed the contract across the table and asked for some revisions. It wasn’t easy, as the only woman in a room full of older...
Lauren Pinkston is a wife and the mom of three kids (all born on different continents!). She always imagined she would be working in the non-profit sector, but found her real passion in entrepreneurial startups overseas. She is an adjunct professor of business at Lipscomb University, and continues to connect students and U.S.-based companies with fledging businesses and artisan groups in other parts of the world.
She is also the co-founder of Wearthy (WEAR – thee), an online retail site sourcing ethically made wearable goods from across the globe. When she’s not chasing her kids or chasing her own business dreams, you can probably find her at a hole-in-the-wall international restaurant searching for a good bowl of curry.
I gently pushed the contract across the table and asked for some revisions. It wasn’t easy, as the only woman in a room full of older...
You know what I feel like we all need about right now? A PEP TALK. (First, go watch this pep talk.)...
It is incredibly challenging to talk about poverty well in an online space. I hope you’ve seen the due diligence poured into the discussions from this week as we...
When the only thing that’s consistent is change. When the hellos all lead to goodbyes. When the chaos leads us to crave monotony....
ethnocentrismˌ ɛθnə(ʊ)ˈsɛntrɪz(ə)m/ noun evaluation of other cultures according to preconceptions originating in the standards and customs of one's own culture. Feelings on race relations...
I have this bad habit of wanting to cram too much information on a single page of paper. Whether it’s a marketing graphic or a party invitation or I’m just...
In 2013, I took a journey into Masailand, Kenya, where I camped out for about 6 weeks. I was fresh out of graduate school classes, so I carried a load...
In my first year of marriage, I was watching several other marriages close to me fall apart. My therapist was helping me work through this (Yes, I said T-H-E-R-A-P-I-S-T. If...
When I graduated from high school, my mom wrote me a letter reminiscing about my years growing up. “Your inquisitiveness about killed me,” she wrote…or something like that. She was...
I’ll never forget my first day of grad school. I felt l was so out of place. Incredibly inadequate. An amateur in a room full of experts. I’ll never...
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