Satisfaction often feels beyond my reality, as if maybe I’d have it if I…
And those ellipses lead to nothing fruitful.
Satisfaction often feels beyond my reality, as if maybe I’d have it if I…
And those ellipses lead to nothing fruitful.
The turtle pendant on my bracelet reminds me to slow down. My eye sockets remind me to get more sleep tonight.
Some years ago, I was frustrated about not being able to move something forward on the job front. In a conversation with my sister, Abigail, she shared that she understood that frustration first hand and that sometimes others get to see the results of what you began…it may feel unfair, but it’s part of life….
Ppl: “How’s your new job going?” Me: “It’s hard to take a day off coz I like the people I work with.” Also me: “If this were my first ministry position, it would be kicking my tail just like the first one did. I’ve grown. There are still challenges, but I’m not stressed out like…
Mondays are my day off, from what exactly I’m unsure. I sometimes eliminate little emails from my inbox on Mondays, emails I’d rather not see on Tuesday or would, by Tuesday, like to see a new iteration of in the form of the sender’s reply. I try not to work on Mondays so that I…
In no other way could I have known how many cymbals, sirens and bulldozers were tromping around in my head, frolicking like job-less teens in the summertime, except by stepping away from my job for two months. The noise was deafening, overwhelming. What percentage of the noise was inner critic or outer, I don’t know….
I’m that person who looks around O’Hare wondering who I know because there must be someone; the world isn’t that big, right? If I could page the entire airport, I would. “Hi folks. My name is Michaela Lawrence Jeffery. At least one of you knows me. Meet me in the F gates.” Twice. Twice I’ve…