“Like so many good things, this story starts with tacos.”
That was the first line of the talk I gave on the TEDxBirmingham stage on March 24, 2018, which also happened to be the 7th anniversary of See Jane Write.
(You can watch my talk here!)
“Like so many good things, this story starts with tacos.”
That was the first line of the talk I gave on the TEDxBirmingham stage on March 24, 2018, which also happened to be the 7th anniversary of See Jane Write.
(You can watch my talk here!)
Let’s talk about March Madness. No, not the March Madness that involves basketball and brackets. I’m talking about March Madness — See Jane Write style.
Dear Javacia,
As you turn 37 today I want you to enter this new year with this reminder: You are enough.
You are enough because you are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Your worth is not determined by your blog, your business, your byline or even the work you do in your classroom. You are enough.
Your worth is not determined by the number of miles you run or the number of pounds you lose. You are enough.
Your worth is not determined by the things you have or even the things you have done. Your worth is determined by who you are and you are enough.
So go on and celebrate another year on this crazy, beautiful earth. Go on and make your 37 for 37 list. Go on and go after your goals.
But, as you chase your dreams, do not forget that you are enough.
I have spent most of this month completely overwhelmed and it’s completely my fault.
I came into 2018 with a plan.
I know that I am at my best when I am laser focused on a goal. So this year I planned to set just 4 major writing, blogging, and business goals (in addition to a few personal goals) and I would work on one per quarter.
But the excitement of the New Year went coursing through my veins and settled into my bones and I LOST MY MIND. I decided I would do ALL THE THINGS all at once.
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. — Proverbs 31:25
Hello 2018,
I thought you’d never arrive.
I’ve been waiting for you longer than you know.
For seasons upon seasons, I’ve been longing for a year like you.