Two words can carry you across borders.
Last week, I travelled through France, Switzerland, and Italy.
Each place had a different energy.
In France, it was elegant and precise.
In Switzerland, calm and structured.
In Italy, warm and expressive.
And each time, I had to adapt.
Not just to new food or time zones, but to people.
Still, one thing stayed the same:
You take yourself with you.
If youāre reactive at home, youāll be reactive abroad.
If youāre closed at home, youāll be closed abroad.
But thereās one universal bridge.
A quiet passport.
Manners.
Specifically: āpleaseā and āthank youā.
š«š· France: Sāil vous plaĆ®t. Merci.
šØš Switzerland (German): Bitte. Danke schƶn.
š®š¹ Italy: Per favore. Grazie.
No matter the country, respect is understood.
Gratitude is welcomed.
This week reminded me
Leadership isnāt always loud.
Sometimes itās a soft word,
spoken with intention.
So Iāll leave you with this:
Where am I refusing to adapt?
What version of me am I carrying on this journey?