HeyJaredOh To Be That Free By Our Own Design.... with Michaela Anne
A semi-regular newsletter where I explore my own constantly evolving and probably too obsessive ideas on how to feel the most free, creating a life by my own design through music, being a mom, building a winding career and coaching others through songs...
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I Need Help! I’m Going On Tour! (opens the original)
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I am going on tour this fall, and I need help spreading the word and selling tickets! I have been soaking up every single day here in our new home in Michigan. Fall is stunning. The weather is perfect: bright, golden, sun-filled days with the bluest of skies. I’ve been reveling in biking to pick up the kids from school, Georgia going to soccer practice, and chasing Henry as he zips far too fast down the street on his scooter. Our street is lined with bright orange leaves that have turned and dro
Summer’s End (opens the original)
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I’m not used to feeling a clear mark of summer’s end. In Nashville, school starts in August, Labor Day rolls around, and the weather forecast is usually still showing stretches of 90-degree days with little drop in temperature in the evenings. It’s often October, after we’ve gone to a pumpkin patch in shorts and a T-shirt, when maybe the air more consistently turns to a chill. The change is more gradual. But here in the Midwest, you can already feel the shift.School has just begun; the days are
Wherever You Go, There You Are (opens the original)
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First of all, I am back! Or at least I hope to be back more consistently. The last few months (year? years?) have been…a lot. In particular, packing up our home of 10 years, moving our family of 4, and then spending a month traveling and touring while surviving torture-level sleep deprivation truly tested my sanity and ability to cope, think, and function. Thankfully, we are now settling into our new home, and everyone is (mostly) sleeping through the night. And as I preach in my creative coachi
This Move Will Be Different (opens the original)
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My mom would always lament how dramatic I was saying goodbye. Every time we moved, my goodbyes had to be ‘productions’, she claimed. It’s true, I remember how desperate it all felt, how I had to get in one more goodbye, one more hug, one more hang or party to commemorate my leaving. She would appease me as much as possible until a certain point where her patience would run thin. We had shit to do! Or rather, she did.We moved every other year my entire childhood, and Mom was the Captain of our sh
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