I did not ask to be chosen. I did not seek out the burden of sacredness or the weight of unseen war. But in the silence between battles and the spaces between breath, something called my name—and it was not a whisper. It was thunder.It came at night, as these things always do. When the world is quiet and the lies no longer hold. I was not sleepin

Empathy, Leadership, and the Golden Rule: A Vision for a Better WorldLife is a strange, often difficult ride. From the time we are born, we are thrust into a world that does not always make sense. We face pain, we face hardship, and we face the actions of others—both good and bad—that shape our paths. But through it all, there is one thing that