About a year ago, I realized I had nothing meaningful to say on LinkedIn anymore. Honestly, the place has become a professional version of show-and-tell, and I didn’t like the activity in elementary school. In the last 12 months, I composed a total of four posts focused on civil rights, AI and global inequality, educational policy, and leadership. Beyond that, I didn’t want to contribute to the noise unless I had something useful to offer.

Most mornings, I wake up and walk two miles with my dog. I've been doing this for about a year now, and it has done more for my work-life balance than most of the professional development I've sat through. There is something about moving your body before the day asks anything of you that makes the rest of it more bearable. I don’t think I’m alone when I say that lately, my workdays feel lackluster.

Every harbor exists for one purpose. To offer a place to rest, get what you need, and prepare for what comes next in the journey.

So it’s only fitting that we would call a Port Liz blog The Harbor.

The world of work is changing faster than most of us were prepared for. The rules that once organized our careers, the degree, the title, the ladder, the loyalty, are being rewritten in real time. Somewhere between the headlines and the hustle, many people are navigating major transitions without a map, a mentor, or a space to consider all the available alternatives.