Inclusion Council

“It does not matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop.” —Confucius

I quietly repeat the words of Confucius on days when my legs are weak and the going gets slow—to remind me that regardless of my speed, it’s just important that I get there. I want to bring light to those of us with life challenges. Some may have lost their sight, others may be unable to speak or are wheelchair bound. But many are capable and enriching communities and businesses throughout the world.

Having any sort of disability doesn’t mean you can’t contribute, it just means there’s an extra ‘rock’ in your backpack. Having successfully come through not one, but two back surgeries, has added walking difficulties to my life (my rocks). However, my Rio Tinto team values my contributions. I am accepted, heard, and appreciated. They do not see my disability. They see only my ability.

Growing up, I often felt like an outsider in my small town. My beliefs were very different from those around me, and because of that I found it easier to listen rather than to speak. I opted to observe from the sidelines and learn from the people around me. I saw family members struggle because the world was built in a way that did not consider their physical limitations. I saw classmates treated like outcasts because they did not fit in to the socially accepted norms of the larger group. I realized that many people felt excluded, and although that always bothered me, I didn’t think that I could make a difference.

In 2005, my daughter was born premature. She struggled for many years with respiratory and immunity issues, which dictated much of what she could and could not do. While most kids were playing outside, swimming, and riding their bikes, my daughter was inside reading, writing, and painting. Seeing the impact my daughter’s physical condition had on the direction of her life was a constant reminder that the little I know of others is just the surface of a whole life of experiences that make them who they are. Every time I get to know someone, I gain knowledge and perspective that I would not have acquired on my own.

For me, inclusion means appreciating and respecting what makes each of us different, and to being empathetic to the struggles that we cannot understand through our own personal experiences. We all have very different backgrounds that make us unique. I believe that we all benefit when we understand that those things that make us different are what make us collectively stronger.

Across my career there have been many times that I have had to ‘make do’ because the facilities or schedules were not made to support me. Or I have been told to behave or speak a certain way so that I will be seen as the same. 

My passion for inclusion stems from the desire to build a culture and a workplace where no one has to change who they are or ‘make do.’ We achieve inclusion by having facilities, resources, tools, and conversations which are considerate of the spectrum of the human experience.

Inclusion to me means, that everyone can be their true, authentic selves. Only then can we all contribute with our own unique talents and skills. All of our experiences, all of our backgrounds, all of our knowledge, all of our differences, add up to a massive amount of knowledge and skill. 

Inclusion means being accepted no matter the differences in race, gender, disability, and the color of our skin. We all deserve to be heard and respected for our opinions. We should be respected for our ideas that we bring to the table. We should all feel welcome and valued for our involvement.

As a Native American (Navajo), I grew up on the reservation in Tuba City. Located in northern Arizona, it is also known as the Painted Desert. Living on the reservation came with its challenges, which included a general lack of resources and low rates of economic development. We had to learn quickly to adapt, overcome, and to rely on each other. We’re also rich in cultural and traditional beliefs. There are still many people that occupy hogan (traditional, one room, dome-shaped Navajo homes). And, currently there are nearly 410,000 registered Navajos.

I’ve been with U.S. Borax for a little more than 13 years now. I am also a retired Navy veteran and disabled. While in the military, I worked with all types of diverse cultures. I’m part of the Inclusion Council to help by sharing my past experiences and knowledge as an indigenous person.