Finding My Sound Amidst the Silence and the Noise

We all want to be a part of something that is meaningful and that gives a sense of belonging. That truth has never felt more real to me than it does right now. It is not just a passing thought. It is something I carry with me in the quiet moments and in the spaces where I am trying to make sense of where I am and where I am going.

Sometimes the hardest truth to carry is that your own backyard may not hear your song the way it was meant to be heard. For me, that is not just a metaphor. I can point to moments that still sit with me. I remember sharing the idea for #CelebrateMonday in a meeting and being laughed at. That idea later grew beyond those walls as schools across the country and beyond began using it to build culture and recognize the good in their communities. I have shared #InstantPD, presented on it, and believed in its potential to create quick, meaningful learning for teachers, yet it never fully took root in the schools and district where I served. I have stood as a finalist for North Carolina Principal of the Year and still felt like I was on the outside of that circle, never quite included in the way I had hoped. I think about principal meetings where I would sit alone, not quite feeling like I fit in, with no one saving me a seat. I think about presenting at local and state conferences and seeing small turnouts for sessions I poured myself into. I think about traveling to state and national conferences on my own without a team beside me, navigating those spaces as an individual rather than as part of a group. These are not grievances. These are truths. They have shaped how I understand what it means to feel like an outsider in my own professional community.

That realization has forced me to look inward in ways that are both honest and uncomfortable. I have had to sit with the reality that the spaces I thought would affirm me have often been quiet. That silence can feel heavy. It can make you question your voice and your place.

I have felt adrift in that silence.

At the same time, I know that this season has been both joyful and agonizing. There have been moments of clarity where I feel aligned with the work I am doing. There have also been moments where I question everything and wonder if any of it is landing with anyone beyond me. That tension is real. It is part of what it means to be human in this work.

What I am learning is that peace cannot be dependent on whether others hear the music.

It has to come from within.

I have to be willing to be transparent with myself. I have to face the truths of my past, the realities of my present, and the uncertainty of my future without turning away. That kind of honesty is not easy. It requires me to separate the events of failure from my identity. It requires me to acknowledge the hurt without allowing it to define me. It requires me to keep going even when the path forward is not clear.

The absence of recognition does not mean the music is wrong.

It means I am still in the process of finding my people.

There are people out there who will recognize this sound. They will lean in. They will connect with what I am creating in a way that feels real and mutual. They will not just hear the dream. They will help me play it louder. That belief matters, even on the days when it feels fragile.

At the same time, I am coming to terms with another truth.

No band is going to come calling for me.

That realization is not defeat. It is clarity.

It is my cue to build something of my own.

Instead of waiting to be called in or tapped on the shoulder, I am choosing to create my own spaces and invite others in. I am doing that through the work I am building with my podcast projects and through the Disruption Table webinar, where leaders from different spaces can come together in honest conversation. I am doing that in collaboration with Dr. Donya Ball as we create a space for “Real Riffs,” a podcast that is grounded in truth, reflection, and the voices of those who want to be part of something real. That work is coming to life in April, and it represents more than a project. It represents a shift in how I see my role in this work.

If I want a space where belonging is real, where voices are valued, and where the work carries meaning, then I have to create it. I have to be willing to take the same risks I have been waiting for others to take with me. I have to trust that what I am building has value, even before anyone else affirms it.

This is what leading while human looks like for me right now.

It is holding joy and struggle in the same space.

It is continuing to create even when the response is quiet.

It is choosing peace within myself while still seeking connection with others.

It is believing that there is a place for this work and being willing to build that place if it does not yet exist.

I am still learning.

I am still searching.

I am still here.

There is a sound within me that is not finished.

I am going to keep playing until it finds its way.

Failure and The Work That Remains

I have been sitting with failure in this season, and it has taken me on a deeper journey than I expected. I am spending time reflecting on my failures in ways that are honest and necessary. I am learning that failure hurts. I am also learning, through John C. Maxwell’s Failing Forward: Turning Mistakes into Stepping Stones for Success, that failure is an event, even when the pain feels personal and lasting. The hurt shows up in real ways. It shows up when I share something meaningful and no one seems to notice. It shows up when I am passed over for opportunities I believed I was ready for. It shows up when I write a blog post and there is clearly no resonance from even friends or loved ones. Those moments can feel like confirmation of failure, and they sting more than I want to admit.

I have been thinking about the idea that a prophet is not always accepted in their own town, and it has stayed with me. I have tried to find traction in familiar places and have come up short more times than I want to admit. I have felt unseen in places where I once felt grounded. I have carried an idealized vision of a band, a space where strengths are valued and belonging is real. I am coming to terms with the reality that this kind of space may not exist for me in my own neighborhood. That realization has been difficult, but it has also been clarifying.

What remains is the work and the responsibility to create what I cannot find.

I will keep writing, keep blogging, and keep podcasting because that is what I can contribute. I am building spaces like “Leading While Human,” the upcoming “Real Riffs,” and The Disruption Table because I am searching for kinship and connection. I am looking to build something that reflects the kind of belonging I know is possible. I may not be tapped for certain opportunities, but I am beginning to see that those missed opportunities may be leading me toward something better, something more aligned with who I am and what I value.

Some days it is easy to hold onto that truth. Other days it is painful.

I believe this work is leading me toward a path where I can help other leaders navigate failure with honesty and courage. I have already begun that work through my writing and my podcasts, and I see it growing into something more. I want to help others lead while human, to make space for reflection, belonging, and truth in a profession that often asks us to hide those very things.

I am learning to ignore the noise and stay focused on what is mine to offer with honesty and care. I know this work is leading somewhere, even if I cannot fully see it yet. My writing is more than expression. It is my way of reaching beyond my immediate surroundings to connect with others who are also navigating failure and searching for belonging.

Failure is part of the story, but it is not the end of it.

I will keep going.

Failure and Identity

This is for the leader who feels like they have lost their place.

In 2007, Robert Plant, lead singer of the most iconic bands in music history, stood on stage with Led Zeppelin at the O2 Arena for what would become one of the most celebrated reunions in rock history. The world wanted more. Promoters offered a massive tour and an even larger payday. The expectation was clear. Step back into the machine. Relive the past. Give the audience what it wants.

Plant walked away.

He chose a different path. He followed his own creative instincts. He leaned into new sounds, new collaborations, and new risks, including his work with Alison Krauss. He stepped away from what the world defined as success and into something that aligned with who he was becoming.

Some called it a missed opportunity. Others called it a mistake.

It was neither.

It was identity.

That moment has stayed with me because it reframes how we think about failure. We are conditioned to believe that turning away from something big, something visible, something validated by others must mean we failed. We attach our worth to outcomes, roles, titles, and applause. When those things shift or disappear, we question who we are.

John C. Maxwell offers a powerful reframe in his work Failing Forward: Turning Mistakes into Stepping Stones for Success. Failure is an event, not a person. That idea has been sitting with me in this season. I have replayed decisions. I have questioned outcomes. I have wrestled with the weight of what did not work. I have felt the tension between what was and what is.

I am learning that failure does not get to define me unless I allow it to do so.

Walking away has been part of that learning.

Walking away from environments that drain rather than develop. Walking away from expectations that do not align with who I am. Walking away from traditional leadership paths that no longer reflect the kind of leader I want to be.

There have been moments when that felt like failure. There have been moments when it felt like I was stepping off a stage with no clear next act.

Those moments have become the catalyst for something else.

Space.

Space to think. Space to reflect. Space to reconnect with why I started this work in the first place. Space to explore new collaborations, new ideas, and new ways of showing up. That space has led to new conversations, new creative work, and new projects, including the podcast I am building with Donya Ball. That work is rooted in something real. It is not built on noise or performance. It is built on truth, reflection, and connection.

That would not have happened if I had stayed where I was.

We have to normalize this.

We have to normalize that walking away from what is toxic is not quitting. It is not weakness. It is not failure. It is an act of clarity. It is an act of courage. It is a commitment to protecting your humanity in spaces that often ask you to leave it behind.

Leadership has too often been framed as endurance at all costs. Stay longer. Push harder. Ignore the signals. Keep performing. That narrative is not only outdated, it is harmful.

There is a different way.

A way that allows leaders to reflect, to reset, and to realign. A way that recognizes that identity is not tied to a title or a role. A way that gives permission to step away in order to step into something more aligned and more sustainable.

I am still in that work.

I am still unpacking what failure means in my own story. I am still learning how to separate what happened from who I am. I am still finding my voice in spaces that value honesty over hype.

What I know is this.

Walking away did not end my story.

It helped me find it.

“Real Riffs”: Finding the Signal in the Noise

There comes a point where you get tired of the noise, the performance, and leadership being reduced to slogans, gimmicks, and quick fixes.

Over the past couple of years, I have been on a journey of searching, grappling, and wrestling with what it truly means to lead while remaining human-centered. I have written about it, spoken about it, and lived it through moments of clarity and moments of failure. Through it all, one truth continues to rise to the surface. Leadership is deeply human work, and too often that humanity gets lost.

This new project is a response to that realization.

I am deeply grateful to be on this journey with Dr. Donya Ball. What we have built together did not come from a strategy session or a content plan. It came from connection. It is the kind of connection that you recognize immediately and trust without hesitation.

Have you ever experienced that moment in music when you are in the middle of a jam session and someone takes the song in a direction that resonates with you? You lock eyes, exchange a nod, and realize that you are hearing the same thing. In that moment, a shared language emerges and you continue playing, knowing something meaningful is unfolding.

That is what this collaboration has felt like.

Donya and I found that same kinship, and out of that connection, “Real Riffs” was born.

This is not just another leadership podcast.

“Real Riffs” is built for you.

We are creating a space for real conversations about leadership without stunts, product placements, or games. We are committed to honest dialogue about the work, the weight, the joy, and the failures that come with leading. There are conversations that are not being had, topics that are being avoided, and truths that are being softened to fit a narrative. Leaders deserve better, and you deserve better.

“Real Riffs” is an open invitation.

We want to hear from you. We invite you to share the questions that stay with you, the challenges that keep you up at night, and the moments that push you to reflect and grow. You can share your ideas in the comments here, email me directly at sgaillard84@gmail.com, or reach out through direct message on social media to me or to Donya. You can also connect with Donya and learn more about her work at https://www.donyaball.com/.

We are not talking at you. We are building “Real Riffs” with you.

This podcast is designed to reach beyond education because leadership is not confined to a single profession. This space is for anyone doing the work of leading and striving to stay grounded in what matters most.

“Real Riffs” will launch in April, with new episodes released monthly.

Each episode will be approached like an album. We will drop the needle and let it play. Your questions will guide the direction, and your voice will help shape the sound. What emerges will be something real, something shared, and something worth holding onto.

This is your invitation to join the jam.

Bring your questions. Bring your experiences. Bring your truth.

Let’s create something that matters.

Failure Sucks: Learning to Lead While Human in the Moments That Hurt Us the Most

Lately I have been reflecting on past failures as a leader. In many leadership circles across social media, conferences, and professional spaces, failure is often mentioned briefly and then quickly reframed as a lesson learned. The story usually resolves neatly, much like a sitcom where the main character faces a conflict and everything wraps up by the end of the episode.

Leadership does not work that way.

Failure in leadership rarely resolves quickly. Even when we fill our days scrolling through inspirational memes about perseverance and growth, the pain still lingers. The hurt continues. Failure does not disappear simply because we choose to frame it positively.

Too often we rush to the happy ending.

Several years ago, the “Famous Failures” memes were widely shared online. I remember drawing inspiration from those images that highlighted the early setbacks of people like Michael Jordan, Oprah Winfrey, and Albert Einstein. One of the examples that resonated deeply with me was the story of The Beatles being rejected by Decca Records before becoming the most influential band in history. A Decca executive reportedly told them that guitar groups were on the way out.

I wrote about that moment in my book The Pepper Effect. I shared that story many times with faculty during my years as a principal because it offered a powerful reminder that rejection and failure often precede greatness. In recent years I have noticed that the story no longer carries the same inspirational weight for some audiences. I sometimes walk away from sharing that anecdote feeling a quiet sense of disappointment. I love The Beatles. I wrote a book about them. I have spoken about their story at conferences and leadership gatherings. At times the response has been enthusiastic. At other times it has been a collection of polite nods.

That realization stings a little. It reminds me that even the stories we believe will inspire others do not always land the way we hope.

Leadership author John Maxwell addressed this tension in his book Failure Forward: Turning Mistakes into Stepping Stones for Success. Maxwell writes, “One of the greatest problems people have with failure is that they are too quick to judge isolated situations in their lives and label them as failures.” He reminds readers that mistakes are inevitable and that mistakes only become true failures when we continually respond to them incorrectly.

Amy Edmondson, a leading voice on psychological safety, explores similar ideas in her book Right Kind of Wrong: The Science of Failing Well. Edmondson encourages leaders to rethink how organizations respond to mistakes and to recognize the potential for growth and discovery that can emerge from them.

Both perspectives resonate with me. I appreciate the wisdom behind them.

Yet the more I reflect on my own experiences, the more I arrive at a simple and honest truth.

Failure sucks.

Failure is painful. Failure can be debilitating. Failure drains energy and confidence. Failure often shows up when we step into bold and unfamiliar territory. It waits quietly beside us as we take risks, stumble, and fall short.

There is not enough honest conversation about the emotional toll of failure. Many leadership conversations focus on the research, the strategies, and the case studies. Those perspectives are important. At the same time, they often overlook the personal hurt that accompanies failure.

Leading while human requires that we acknowledge that pain.

I recently attempted to start a book study for colleagues. No one responded. That moment hurt more than I expected. I think about a conference session where only three people showed up. The room felt far too large for such a small audience. I delivered the session anyway, though the experience was both humbling and uncomfortable.

Moments like those stay with you.

Failure has a way of reaching into the deeper parts of our identity and purpose. It can leave us questioning our abilities and wondering whether we truly belong in the spaces where we serve.

I wish there were a simple antidote.

There are many inspiring stories about overcoming failure. I am curious about John Maxwell’s upcoming book How to Get a Return on Failure: Fail Smarter, Return Stronger. The title alone reflects an important mindset shift. Organizations must build cultures that offer grace, coaching, and support when people struggle or fall short. Many organizations do this well. Others do not. In some seasons of my career, authentic and humane support was inconsistent or absent.

Those seasons can feel incredibly lonely.

During this current liminal season of my life and leadership, I often revisit my own failures. Some moments invite reflection. Some invite reconsideration. Some even invite regret. Those reflections lead me to a deeper question.

How do we remain human centered leaders while staying true to our own humanity?

Perhaps the pain of failure is part of what makes us human. Perhaps the sting becomes the catalyst that pushes us toward growth and perseverance. Charlie Brown runs toward the football again and again, even though Lucy might pull it away at the last moment. He still runs forward with hope.

Leadership sometimes feels exactly like that moment.

Failure invites us to pivot. Failure invites us to step back and reflect. Failure invites us to rediscover the gifts that still live within us. Failure teaches us lessons we could not learn any other way.

Those lessons matter.

At the same time, honesty requires that we acknowledge a simple truth.

Failure still sucks.

Leaders cannot pretend that the pain does not exist. We must acknowledge the hurt. We must allow ourselves moments of reflection and even moments of sadness. We gather ourselves again, roll up our sleeves, and keep moving forward.

Our response to failure ultimately defines us far more than the failure itself.

That is the work.

That is the calling.

That is the gig.

Our response to failure ultimately defines us far more than the failure itself.
Leading while human means we acknowledge the pain, gather ourselves, and keep showing up anyway.

Playing the Wrong Note: Human-Centered Leadership in the Moment of Mistake

Some days do not arrive with the triumphant swell of “Gonna Fly Now” from Rocky. Some days move with less momentum and more contemplation.

Over the last several months, I have been seeking connection, meaning, and understanding as I wrestle with the mixed emotions of grief and empowerment. Walking away from a role that was breaking my heart and impacting my health required courage. There are days when I feel the strength of that decision. There are other days when I am reminded of failures, shortcomings, and mistakes.

Miles Davis once said, “Do not fear mistakes. There are none.” During a concert in the 1960s with his Second Great Quintet, that philosophy became visible in real time. Herbie Hancock struck what he believed to be a wrong note on the piano. He braced for Miles to glare at him or turn away. Instead, Miles responded by playing notes on his trumpet that reframed the so called mistake. He did not correct Hancock. He absorbed the moment and transformed it. In doing so, he gave Hancock belonging and permission to continue.

I have written before about this moment. I have also reflected on similar moves by Duane Allman and other musicians who leaned into mistakes rather than shrinking from them. These moments have long stood for me as emblems of human centered leadership. They demonstrate that belonging is created not by perfection, but by response. The best leaders know how to meet imperfection with presence.

I remember a similar moment during my first gig with The Skydogs. In the middle of an energetic rhythm section, my hand slammed awkwardly against my guitar. The band paused for a split second. What could have been embarrassment became improvisation. I began striking the body of the guitar like a conga drum. The band joined in, and what began as a mistake turned into a wild percussion breakdown that I still smile about more than thirty years later.

Leadership requires that same posture.

We operate in spaces driven by metrics, evaluations, and constant measurement. Perfection becomes a quiet trap that drains the marrow from leaders who care deeply. When mistakes happen, the instinct is often to retreat, self criticize, or withdraw.

Leadership is lonely on certain days. When failure visits, that loneliness can intensify in ways that feel overwhelming.

Yet failure is not proof that we are unqualified. It is proof that we are engaged. Mistakes are not verdicts. They are invitations to respond differently.

What might happen if we made that move the norm rather than the exception? What would it look like to build cultures where leaders instinctively play the wrong note back with grace? How might our schools, teams, and organizations change if belonging was reinforced in moments of error rather than withheld?

We need more leaders who know how to transform a misstep into momentum. We need more pauses in the mania. We need more small moments of belonging that remind us that growth does not require perfection.

Leading while human means accepting that we will strike the wrong key from time to time. What matters is how we respond, and how we respond to one another.

Today I am choosing to keep playing.

Nostalgia, Warmth, & Joy from “The A’s, The B’s, & The Monkees”-A Father’s Recollection

There are weeks when leadership feels heavy and the noise of the world presses in. This has been one of those weeks. In the quiet spaces between meetings and responsibilities, I have found myself missing my daughters.

They are adults now. They are building lives of their own with courage and independence. I am proud of the paths they are carving. I would not change a thing about the strong women they have become. And yet, there are moments when I would give anything to load them into the car again, roll down the windows, and belt out a song at the top of our lungs.

As an unabashed fan of all things music, I always claimed the role of radio commander. I took that responsibility seriously. I wanted them to have a well balanced musical education. That meant a steady dose of The Beatles, plenty of The Beach Boys, and the soul and heartbeat of Motown. It also meant that they had to experience the joyful and slightly mischievous sounds of The Monkees.

We would sing along to “Daydream Believer,” “I’m a Believer,” and “Listen to the Band.” We would lean into the deeper cuts too, songs like “The Girl I Knew Somewhere,” “Cuddly Toy,” and “The Door into Summer.” They would giggle when I sang off key. We would quote silly lines from episodes of The Monkees television show. There was no agenda in those moments. There was only music, laughter, and the feeling that the world was right where it needed to be.

Recently, I put on the compilation The A’s, The B’s, and The Monkees and something in me softened. The songs came back like waves of warmth. I could hear their younger voices in the back seat. I could feel the steering wheel in my hands. I could sense that simple joy of being together with an upbeat soundtrack and sunshine in the grooves.

This upcoming episode of Vinyl Riffs with Sean Gaillard is rooted in that space. It is about nostalgia, warmth, and joy. It is about how music holds memory in a way nothing else quite can. It is about how a collection of A sides and B sides can become the soundtrack of a family story.

I have started this podcast project as a vehicle to express my passion. Leadership requires outlets. It demands a place where we can exhale and create without measurement or evaluation. For me, Vinyl Riffs is that trapdoor for creativity. It aligns with who I am at my core. It reminds me that before I was a leader, I was a listener. Before I carried titles, I carried records.

When I spin this album, I am not just revisiting songs. I am revisiting a season of life filled with back seat harmonies and open road joy. I am reminded that the moments that matter most are often soundtracked by simple melodies and shared laughter.

The A’s, The B’s, and The Monkees will always trigger memories of my daughters. It will always resonate with nostalgia, warmth, and joy. As I press record for this episode, I am grateful that music still gives me a way to hold those moments close while cheering them on from where they are now.

Not Everyone Who Starts With You Finishes With You

Some connections are for a season.
They help us grow, reflect, and find our footing.
Then, sometimes, the paths quietly diverge.

I am learning that clarity around values can be both grounding and lonely.
It does not mean anger.
It does not mean judgment.
It simply means paying attention to what no longer fits.

I am choosing to keep moving toward what aligns with who I am becoming. I am choosing alignment over approval. I am choosing peace over proximity.
With gratitude for what was.
With honesty about what is.

Vinyl Riffs: Doing the Thing

I am starting something new.

Vinyl Riffs with Sean Gaillard.

This is a weekly space where I connect music, grooves, and stories. Albums that sit with us. Songs that carry us. Records that feel like companions in certain seasons of life.

I am not waiting anymore. I am building the space I wish existed.

Season One begins this week.

If you love music that means something, then you belong here.

More soon.

The Leadership I Lived and The Human-Centered Leadership I Choose Now

There is a place I often call Principal School. It is the imaginary training ground where we believe all the lessons of leadership will be handed to us before we ever step into the role. Over time, I have learned that some of the most important lessons are never taught there at all. They are learned the hard way, often quietly, and sometimes at great cost.

One of the biggest myths perpetuated in school leadership is that there is a single way to lead well. I bought into that myth for far too long. I watched other principals on social media and began to believe that if my style did not look like theirs, then I must not be good enough. I measured myself against highlight reels instead of my own values. That comparison and pressure sent me to the emergency room twice. It took a toll on my body, my mind, and my spirit.

Another lesson they do not teach you in Principal School is that leadership can slowly pull you away from the very relationships that sustain you. I regret not investing the time I once did in friendships. I regret choosing email replies and late night work over phone calls and shared meals. I felt the weight of that loss deeply over the last few years when the invitations stopped coming. I am grateful for the meaningful friendships I still have, even though many of them live far away. Today, I cherish every text message, every phone call, and every Zoom conversation because I know how easily those connections can fade when duty becomes all consuming.

I also regret the moments I missed with my wife and daughters. There were times when I chose the principalship over being fully present with them. That truth is hard to name, but it matters. You blink, and your children are grown and moving out of the house. You do not get that time back. Now, I cherish my family even more, and I hold our time together with greater care and intention than ever before.

For my physical and mental health, I made the decision to step away from the principalship. I returned to my assistant principal roots and found something I had lost along the way. I found myself again. I am happier, healthier, and more grounded. I have grown in my therapy work and remain deeply committed to it. That commitment has helped me reconnect with my core, my purpose, and my humanity. The version of leadership I was living was not aligned with who I am or how I want to live. In trying to be everything for everyone at school, I lost sight of who I needed to be for myself and for the people who love me.

Recently, in a conversation with Dr. Andrea Trudeau, a phrase stayed with me. We need to rescript the narrative. Human Centered Leadership is not widely accepted in some spaces, and I am fully aware of that. Still, I am determined to disrupt the conversation in a good way. Leadership does not have to cost you your health. It does not have to require the sacrifice of your family or your friendships. Human Centered Leadership is not only about how you serve others. It is also about how you care for yourself and how you show up for those who cherish you as a spouse, a parent, and a friend.

I learned these lessons the hard way. I do not want others to have to do the same. My purpose now is simple and deeply personal. If these words help one leader put their phone down and spend time with their child, then I have done my job. If they help one leader step away from email long enough to call a friend, then I have done my job. If they help one person avoid being rushed to the hospital from the schoolhouse like I was, then I have done my job.

This post will not go viral. It will not collect metrics or applause. That is not the point. Leadership does not have to be lonely. Leadership does not have to break you. You can lead with love. You can protect your humanity. You can serve others well without losing yourself along the way.

This reflection is not the end of the conversation for me. It is the beginning of a deeper commitment to naming what matters and creating space for a more human way to lead. One of the ways I am continuing this work is through a new podcast series I am co- hosting with Dr. Sonia Matthew called Leading While Human.

Our first episode drops on February 1 and features a powerful conversation with Dr. Rachel Edoho-Eket. Throughout February, we will release a new episode every Sunday with guests including Lauren Kaufman, Dr. Donya Ball, and Principal Kafele. Each voice brings wisdom, honesty, and lived experience to the question of what it truly means to lead while human.

Leading While Human will be a quarterly podcast. Each series will feature four guests and four conversations designed to slow us down, ground us, and remind us that leadership does not have to cost us our health, our relationships, or our humanity.

I am grateful for the opportunity to learn alongside these voices and to invite others into this space. Stay tuned for what comes next as we continue to rescript the narrative on leadership together, one human centered conversation at a time.