This week, sitting with clients, I’ve been seeing the inner architecture of people very clearly. How different minds carry different kinds of buildup. Some just need a light scraping, a little friction, a moment of honest reflection, and suddenly the surface clears and their brilliance catches the light again. Others have stubborn barnacles, layers that have formed slowly over years, thick with conditioning, survival patterns, and quiet self doubt. It’s never their fault. Barnacles form when ...