When I decided to leave Amazon in the spring, my team sent me off with a literal team: a colony of bees. Just a casual 15,000 new direct reports. It was one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever received. I’m a beekeeper, have been for a few years now, and getting a colony from the people I’d worked alongside, people who knew me well enough to choose it as their parting gift, meant more than I expected. A hive is not something you give lightly. It’s alive. It requires tending. It’s
One of the hardest parts of starting your own business is figuring out what to call it. I toiled over this for longer than I care to admit. I wanted something short. Sweet. Maybe irreverent. Possibly alliterative. I made lists. I tested names out loud in the car. I ran them by my husband and girlfriends. I slept on them, ignored them, came back to them. Nothing stuck. And then, sitting at my desk one morning, I looked down at an old journal. Deep turquoise knicked-up soft lea
tbtierney
Apr 74 min read
Le Journal is where I write about strategic communications, leadership, and the art of saying what actually needs to be said. Expect practical frameworks, outside voices, and the occasional personal detour.