A tribe is defined as a connected group on a mission. Many of us find our tribe when we find a place or a group that feels like home... a place that fits. We long for acceptance and the ties that bind - ties that are often missing from our natural families.
But what if our search for home - our search to fit in and be accepted - turns toxic in that it corrupts the mission
What if the mission becomes comfort?
What if the mission becomes convenience?
What if we begin to bristle at the idea that a tribe requires anything of us at all?
In our efforts to make a "home" for our tribe, have we given up the core of the word's definition? Have we put aside the "mission" that defines us.
Why does your tribe exist? What is the mission? What are you building or tearing down? How are you changing your neighborhoods, your cities, the world? And... if your mission is to make sure that all are comfortable, that no one feels the pressure of expectations... are you a tribe at all?