This morning I took a walk through the park with my son. Nothing unusual about that. We try to move our bodies most days, and the walking is usually when the real conversations happen. But somewhere along the path, between the trees and our own long shadows stretched out on the pavement, the talk turned to the things I most want him to carry through life. Power. Presence. Who we really are underneath the roles we play. I had my phone with me, so I pressed record. Just a father thinking out loud with his boy.
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