Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Delegating Kindness…

I cannot delegate kindness. I will not abdicate compassion. I shall never abandon my responsibility to humanity. I look around the world and wonder why some people think that the…

On value…

Lately I’ve been having a lot of conversations about my skills, talents, abilities, hopes, and goals. As a rule the thing that these conversations have in common is some indication…

Every now and then…

Every now and then I ask The Universe for exactly what I want. I light the candle. I close my eyes. I hope. I dream. I decide. This time as…

Death of a Product…

Product Management is not a flashy job most of the time. A good Product Manager is always looking for the right thing to build for her customers. She is asking…

Listening…part 2

A couple weeks ago I wrote a post about being the listening receptacle at work. In it I lamented a bit about the fact that I’m not longer an expert…

Listening…

Yesterday was a long day. There are often days when I feel like I am the listening receptacle to the people I work with. I am often the leader on…

Revisiting Lilly…

In mid-October of 2012, we were all watching as Mitt Romney flailed around on stage talking about how, if elected, he had received “binders full of women” to choose from…

Are you my mother?

  I was probably 5 or 6 the first time I told my sister Kelly that I was old enough for her to tell me The Truth. The Truth…that I…

A Year of Resurrection…

This time last year I was in the throes of a depression. I’d walked away from a horrible job at Expedia. I was on vacation, but I knew long before…