In Part 2, we move beyond survival mode and into the question: What does it take to thrive — together?

Picking up where Part 1 left off, this conversation explores how our fight, flight, freeze, or fawn responses can shape not only our personal lives but also the way we connect with others. We talk about the role of community in creating safety, the small actions that make a big difference, and how shared resilience can help us navigate uncertain times.

From nervous system regulation tools to real-world examples of neighbors, friends, and strangers coming together, this episode is a reminder that we’re wired for connection — and that healing often happens in relationships, not in isolation.

📼 If this episode had a mixtape, it would start with “Pressure” by Billy Joel… and end with “And She Was” by Talking Heads. 🎶

Because here’s what was happening behind the scenes:

I thought I’d silenced all my notifications. But mid-recording, I got one telling me that a publication interview I did — gone. My son was calling in pain because now his top wisdom teeth need to come out. My electronics were glitching. And of course… Mercury is retrograding. 🫠

Meanwhile, people are telling me they love the podcast—that they’re learning, laughing, and feeling seen.

So, I keep showing up. Because even through the chaos, I love what I’m doing. I get to share real conversations with good people, and that makes all the difference.

Was my brain scattered? Yes.

Did I say “so like” and “you know” a hundred times? Also yes.

Turns out, that’s what I do when my mind is overloaded—and it’s also just… me.

I thought about scrapping the episode. But this is what Think Piece is:

Unrehearsed. Messy. Laughable. Real life.

And you can’t script that.

You know. 😂

Welcome to Think Piece. 😁

Life Is Lifing.

So instead of a full episode this week, I’m sending you an update.

No polished edits. No studio finesse.

Just me — in the middle of the mess — showing up with my whole heart.

This one?

It reps me completely.

Because my janky is like:

A scratched-up mixtape that still makes you cry.

A favorite pair of Chucks with holes and a soul.

Unfiltered. Unscripted. Unapologetic.

Let’s go.

P.S. If you’re curious about the blog that started it all —

Will the Real Brett Goldstein Please Stand Up —

Head to my website:

thegirlwithkaleidoscopeyes.com