From the moment the words were delivered by a Weber Shandwick President and a New York-based human resources Vice President (yes, they needed to fly in and do it as a pair apparently), I had an unworldly confidence that what was happening was ordered by One who has my best interest in mind. She meant it for harm, but another would use it for good.
But words hurt. It was personal. She wanted me gone.
To be fair, I have also been the one to deliver those words to people I deeply respected and valued, and to those frankly I couldn't wait to see leave the organization. I suspect there are people today that still bear me ill-will for firing or laying them off.
Words.
One year later I learned again the power of words. I have loved my part-time consulting business. I love my career again. Being layed off reconnected me to what I do very well and what I thoroughly enjoy doing. But I need to work a bit more than I am, so I reached out to former colleagues and clients (and some current colleagues and clients!), humbled myself (yikes), and asked for some Linkedin recommendations to help me in securing some additional business.
Wow. I was humbled to ask for help, but I have been more humbled by the words written. Never underestimate the power of words to recalibrate something deep within us.
Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. - Proverbs 16:24
Thank you friends who wrote such amazing words. Thank you for reminding me the power of words.
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