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Hey there, I'm Michaela.

I'm an expert on personal branding, medium roast aficionado, and LinkedIn? It's kind of my thing. Cozy up with another cup of coffee, and learn more about how I can help take you, your team, or next event attendees from beginner to all star online with real strategies that work for real people.  

 

 

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Do you ever feel like you’re waiting for that magical Disney-esque moment in your career when you feel like “YES, it was all worth it!” ✨✨✨ I definitely did 🙋‍♀️ ✨✨✨ I scrubbed urinals and carpets, worked nights and weekends, waiting for the day that somebody would show up with my other glass slipper. ✨✨✨ I hustled, I worked 7 days a week to impress my bosses. ✨✨✨ One day, it looked like it was finally about to happen. I was promoted and started running my own company. ✨✨✨ THIS WAS IT, Y’ALL! The beautiful office, the prestigious title, I was about to get my princess makeover 👸. ✨✨✨ The only problem? The damn shoe wasn’t even my size! I wanted SO BADLY for it to fit me like a glove, for that moment to be my happily ever after. ✨✨✨ I had no choice but to walk away, to trade in my glass slippers for my beat up converse and build my empire on my own. ✨✨✨ The day after I resigned from my corporate job, after the panic dissolved, I realized that I was still wearing a beautiful gown. My tiara still glistened on the top of my head, and my coffee still tasted like an enchanted potion. ✨✨✨ I realized in that magical moment that what I had been waiting for all along wasn’t a dainty slipper or a charming prince, it was realizing that I had the power within me to be the hero of this story all along. ✨✨✨ 🙋‍♀️ if you are creating your OWN career fairytale!
Yesterday, I got an email from my doctor. They found a minor abnormality during my tests. ✨✨✨ First of all, the word “abnormal” will instantly send an anxiety-ridden worrier into a tailspin. Doctors, can you NOT ever do this?! 🙈 ✨✨✨ “I’m dying! I’ll never have babies! I should Google this, OMG WHY DID I GOOGLE THIS?!?!” ✨✨✨ Lately, after losing my dad so suddenly, I’ve felt a bit like those dogs in that experiment that got shocked over and over, until they gave up, even when no shocks were present. ✨✨✨ I couldn’t control my dad’s death, I can’t control my own body, or the fact that it snowed yesterday in the middle of freaking MARCH. ✨✨✨ I felt the self-sabotage coming on, popping the cork of a bottle of wine and about to order a McNugget meal through @doordash. ✨✨✨ But instead of taking that first sip, I turned to a blank page in my notebook, remembering a story out of Maya Angelou’s book, Letter to my Daughter. When she was feeling hopeless, she was commanded to write down everything she was grateful for until she reached the bottom of the page. ✨✨✨ So I scribbled everything I could think of: 🙏the sunsets over the cornfield in my backyard, 🙏the face offs between my dogs and the squirrel on my roof 🙏 silly voice messages from my friends ✨✨✨ I didn’t just fill the page, I filled pages upon pages. I sat back, marvelled at the words I had written, closed the book, and got back to hustling. ✨✨✨ Life is rocky. There are so many things that absolutely suck that we can’t fix or conquer, and maybe that’s ok, because for every chapter that challenges you, there are novels that could be written about the blessings that surround you every damn day. ✨✨✨ I have no dad, I have no baby, but I have an abundance of gratitude, and these days, that’s MORE than I need to thrive ✌️
Life is meant to be savoured, not just survived. ✌️ ✨✨✨ In just a few weeks, I’ll be heading back to Dubai to breathe in new experiences, knock back a couple of camel milk cappuccinos, and live this magnificent life to its absolute fullest. ✨✨✨ What country is the most beautiful you’ve ever visited? I need some travel inspiration! 🗺
I was cruising on the highway, listening to a 2000s playlist when @missymisdemeanorelliott “We Run This” flooded through my speakers. ✨✨✨ This was the first time in months that I didn’t just hear background noise, I felt the music. ✨✨✨ Just like my tastebuds, my sense of sound was sharpening again. I tweaked the volume knob and started bobbing my head back and forth. I started singing, unapologetically off key notes... ✨✨✨ 🎼My style can’t be duplicated or recycled, this chick is a SICK individual...🎼 ✨✨✨ I listened to this song on repeat ✋ more times, shimmying in my seat more aggressively every round. ✨✨✨ I slumped back in my seat, smiling blissfully. I HEARD the music. ✨✨✨ It seems so tiny, but after loss you lose your senses. Everything feels...numb. I feel like I’m rediscovering life, like I’m slowly rebuilding my world and I’m in a messy, beautiful state of becoming. ✨✨✨ I love me some Missy, but it’s not about the song. It wasn’t the music that made me happy, it’s knowing that I can and am learning to car dance like nobody’s watching once again. ✨✨✨ What was the first experience that you had after losing a loved one that made you feel “human” again? Share it with me below! 👇
Despite all the chaos that 2019 has thrown at me so far, I’m not only surviving, but I’m feeling more confident in my own skin and grateful to be here than EVER before! ✨✨✨ It’s my Birthday today, and maybe I SHOULD be sad that my dad hasn’t called me to wish me a happy birthday, but this morning I woke up with a heart filled with joy, and what a miraculous Birthday gift that is after so many sleepless nights and painful mornings. ✨✨✨ Cheers to embracing life, even the ones that we didn’t ask for🎂
My dad passed away suddenly a month ago. ✨✨✨ I thought it would be the worst pain I've ever felt, and in many ways, it has been. ✨✨✨ I went into mental shock, and struggled with chest pain and shortness of breath (broken heart syndrome) for days. ✨✨✨ But beyond the tasteless food and sleepless nights, there's been something else present... ✨✨✨ ...love ❤️. I feel overwhelming gratitude for the days we spent together and the memories we shared. Reverence for the last hairbrush he used and the half-empty tin of his favorite Maxwell House coffee that sits on my counter. ✨✨✨ Grief seems like dizzy, disoriented love. Love that had a few too many pints at the bar and can't seem to find its way home. ✨✨✨ The most painful experience you can have, then, I think, isn't death or loss at all, it's living a life lacking love. ✨✨✨ The real tragedy is settling, for a partner, a life, a career, that doesn't reduce you to a puddle of tears every time you think about the possibility of losing it/them. It's letting the opposite of love, fear, hold the pen when writing the story of your life. ✨✨✨ I don't know what the next chapter of my journey will bring, and how I will carry on without my dad, but I know that wherever this road takes me, I'll use love as my compass. ✨✨✨ Love and coffee, Michaela #griefquotes #griefsupport #griefandloss
Last night, something happened that made me go 😳. ✨✨✨ “Michaela, your posts have been a bit HEAVY lately...” ✨✨✨ I blinked, and rubbed my eyes. I squinted. Nope, three weeks after my dad suddenly passed away from a staph infection with me by his side, somebody was legit telling me to cool it on the whole “sad” thing. ✨✨✨ It made me angry. Not so much for myself, but because while some celebrate raw authenticity, others try to silence those that are brave enough to share their scars. ✨✨✨ I don’t want to live in that place 🙅‍♀️ ✨✨✨ I want to exist in a space where grief is seen as an extension of pure love, not a blemish that needs to be camouflaged. ✨✨✨ I want to support those women that are frustrated in their fertility journey, and listen with kindness to those that suffer miscarriages. ✨✨✨ I want to see your stunning travel videos and happy family portraits, but I want to know that I’m not the only one that has a closet floor with piles of dirty laundry and inboxes with an embarrassing number of unread messages. ✨✨✨ If sharing all of THIS, not just my moments of bliss but the ones that hurt like hell is too HEAVY, then that’s just fine, because tbh, I’d rather be solid as a rock than the “perfect” girl I exhaustingly pretended to be for FAR too long. ✨✨✨ ❤️ if you accept your own drop dead beautiful HEAVYness ✌️
Everything feels exhausting. ✨✨✨ Nothing feels the same anymore. ✨✨✨ But I have one more reason to wake up and try to create the life of my dreams, because I know he’s watching me with high hopes. ✨✨✨ ...I’ve got this, dad.