I tell myself I’m showing up.

Doing the right thing.

For the right reasons.

I call it integrity.

It’s image.

It looks aligned.

It feels clear.

I’m curating.

The version of me that looks good.

Not the one that is good.

I stopped demonstrating.

I started performing.

Told myself it was for the mission.

I was doing it for the moment.

To look good instead of living good.

Sometimes theboss’ will looks good.

Most of the time,

it doesn’t.

It’s misunderstood.

Invisible.

Hard to explain.

Even to myself.

It is indicated. That’s it.

Like staying in the work

when the results don’t match the sacrifice.

Still showing up.

Still doing it.

Not for how it looks.

For what it’s for.

The loop of performance over demonstration.

Pushing for applause instead of pulling for alignment.

What helps me realign:

Am I more concerned with how this looks or what is indicated?

The will of theboss doesn’t need to look good.

It needs to be good.

I’m the only one who has to know the difference.