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On August 6, eighty years to the day since Hiroshima, I found myself espousing the values of being radically human in the age of AI to a room full of international educators gathered in Kyoto. The conversation inside was about the future, but outside that hall, the date itself carried the weight of history that…

Mujun no naka ni, shinjitsu ga aru. Translation: There is truth in contradiction. Two days ago, I began a keynote at an international education conference in Kyoto with this Japanese phrase - because it felt like the only way to name the moment we’re in. I was standing in a city where a thousand-year-old…

Last week I wrote about humanness in the age of AI - the truth that our adaptability, empathy, and imagination will matter even more as technology accelerates. But if that’s our edge, here’s the next question we need to ask: who is truly preparing us to sharpen it? I find myself thinking a lot about the…

At the IACAC conference last week, I co-presented a session on future‑proofing admissions and counseling in the age of AI - and the response was overwhelming. Not because I have all the answers, but because I’ve spent years living at this intersection - working alongside educators, counselors, and institutions - wrestling with the very shifts…

I spent the past few days at the IACAC annual conference - the yearly pilgrimage for counselors, IECs, and university admissions representatives. There was camaraderie in the hallways, genuine collegiality in the sessions, and collaboration everywhere you turned. But beneath that hum of connection, something else was humming too. Something quieter. Something familiar. Rankings. Even…

When I look back at the biggest, boldest, most uncertain decisions I’ve made - leaving India to study in the U.S., starting a couple of companies from scratch, reinventing myself more than once - I don’t remember detailed plans or guarantees. I remember something more powerful: my dad’s quiet support. He wasn’t the kind of…

It’s the 4th of July, and America is bursting into ritual. The flags come out. The skies light up. Neighborhoods thrum with parades, barbecues, and patriotic playlists. We drape ourselves in red, white, and blue - and for a moment, we celebrate the idea of freedom, rather than confront its reality. We celebrate “freedom” like it’s…

Where does power live? Is it in war rooms and weapons stockpiles? In oil reserves and military alliances? In ivory towers and admissions offices? Right now, as missiles fly and alliances fray, as the U.S. edges further into another war theater, we’re watching familiar players perform their old rituals - asserting dominance through force, sanctions,…

Ten minutes. That’s all that separated Bhoomi Chauhan from boarding Air India Flight 171 out of Ahmedabad on June 12th. She had been running late - caught in traffic, watching the clock, probably pleading silently for time to bend in her favor. But it didn’t. She missed her flight. And in those first few minutes…

There’s an old fable we all know. A boy, bored and seeking attention, cries “Wolf!” to stir up panic in the village. The people run - every time - until the day a real threat arrives, and no one believes him. That story was about a liar who caused fear for fun. The current story unfolding in…

As I was flying home to Minnesota after NAFSA, somewhere over Utah, I looked up from my notes and saw the story being told for me. The woman sitting next to me was watching Fox News on her seatback screen. The segment? The Trump administration’s crackdown on Chinese students titled “Chinese Student Status in Spotlight Amid…

I’ve been at NAFSA all week.  Thousands of us are here - colleagues, competitors, collaborators - gathered in the name of international education. The sessions are packed. The buzzwords are loud. Everyone’s talking about geopolitics, declining visa approvals, the future of recruitment, AI, and of course, the state of the field itself. There’s concern. There’s…