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Stay Strong and Let it Be OKay to Not Be OKay

At the bank today, I overheard a woman say “Stay Strong” and I said, “I prefer that to’stay safe’.” The teller said that the woman who said that was starting a campaign to promote mental health awareness and depression support through this time. And I said, “I can totally support that. I’m spreading Stay Strong”.

I am definitely affected by the weather, by my bodily and hormonal cycles, and by what I’ve heard or what has happened to me today. Some days I have the energy and some days I just don’t. It needs to be Okay to just not have it in me to do anything but read or sleep or go for a walk.

If I do not refill my well, I will not be able to take care of the others in my life. Taking care of these others is one of my number one jobs on this earth. But so is taking care of myself. I will do a lousy job of it if I am not at my best, if I don’t know that I have my own back.Stay Strong and Let it Be OKay to Not Be OKay on Shalavee.com

I am not the sort of person to be able to post daily quotes of inspiration. And I don’t always write in my journal to ground myself daily. But I do know that if it hurts, physically or mentally, I need help to make it stop hurting. And that absolutely everyone on the planet has fear. It’s how we deal with it that dignifies and honors us.

Tell anyone that you know, including yourself, that they are entitled to hurt and to be heard. And tell them to Stay Strong and that you are there as part of this strength. Compassion to all of us in this time of confusion and strain.

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And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

How My Feelings Freak You Out and What to Do About It

As you know, I truly disregard other’s judgment of my expression of feelings here. This space has always held safety for me. Even when I’ve been attacked, I still know that I am entitled to be honest about me. I sometimes think I should be more so.

And what I’ve come to realize is that not only do people truly not understand that it’s Okay to be not Okay, they think that my expression of self-doubt or fear to be me is somehow a reflection of instability. After all, who thinks this is Okay?

I Do.

In fact, if we were all to admit our self-doubts, our humanity more to one another without assuming that person is funny farm material, we might get to route of some of our problems more quickly. But instead, people are horrified at my humanity. It must mean something awful has happened to me.How My Feelings Freak You Out and What to Do About It on Shalavee.com

Am I considering self-harm? Bahahaha hahahaha! I have never gone there and don’t plan to. Or maybe my anxieties just play into others’ anxieties and they can’t read what I write without being triggered into anxiety. I get that. Maybe my husband has driven me to it? He’s the funniest kindest man I’ve ever met so, no.

I find it sad that we are so clammed up with our feelings that we can’t even recognize and value honesty as just that. If we find compassion for one another and our expression of pain, it may help us find compassion for our own pain. That’s apparently not an option. But I wish it was. So I’ll continue to confess my feelings. And your choice of how to respond is yours to do what you want.

And If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

Know That You Are Necessary

One can’t create the life one wants without envisioning its form first. But knowing that you are necessary to this world, that your gifts, stories, and laughter are necessary, the journey can not even begin without knowing these absolutes.

I named the life that i want to live ‘Creative Soul Living’. Yet l often forget that l even dreamed that commitment. The mirrors of self-worth l was missing in my childhood often prevent me from seeing my worth to the world today. My fight is often simply to remember.

And If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

I’m a Nice Person Who Makes Mistakes

I said the wrong thing. I made the wrong choice. My fallible humanity spilled out onto someone and now I’m in the wrong. I messed up, I made a bad choice. And that makes me a nice person who makes mistakes. Nothing more.

I’m a kind person who chooses unwisely sometimes. Those bad decisions should not go down on my permanent record and reflect my character as a bad person from hereon out. It does not serve anyone for me to hold onto and berate myself for my unwisely chosen words.

If you choose to befriend, employ, or even marry the wrong person, there is no contract that says you now have to suffer with that person forever. You are not responsible for their feelings, you are only responsible for yours. “I am sorry you feel that way but I need to do this for me” is an irrefutable phrase.

I forgive myself for my fallibility, the bad choices that I have made and will make. Because without these bad choices, I will not be able to learn and to move onward. I can only know they are coming and apologize to myself or to when they happen. A toast to the messy grueling business of being human. It’s all this nice person can do.

And If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

Summer Simmers Along Slowly

Summer simmers along slowly. My daughter’s mood is much improved since our trip to RI. This sweet little thank you note she gave me while we were there says it all.

Summer Simmers Along Slowly on Shalavee.com

She and her new little cat Sassy get each other wound up and scream and run through the house. The purple stitches will be removed tomorrow from her eye removal two weeks ago.Summer Simmers Along Slowly on Shalavee.com

We have a kinda rhythm going. Sleep and eat and do as we need to. I’ve been planning meals to make it easier on me with Eamon making one per week.

Eamon has had his band over to practice weekly. Our families have agreed to do this. The unnamed band is working on mostly originals which is thrilling. And they get to play video games and board games together and eat pizza. We are still working hard on renovating the studio/garage space.Summer Simmers Along Slowly on Shalavee.com

It has gotten so hot and humid outside that yard-work is prohibitive. But I heard the crickets whisper that the cooler weather is coming. Because I hate Summer. Unless you live with water in your backyard. A pool, lake, or an ocean makes Summer completely lovely. Otherwise, here it’s all grossness all the time with the high humidity.Summer Simmers Along Slowly on Shalavee.com

Work has begun to pick up for my husband which is the answer to our prayers at the end of our governmental Covid-19 assistance. Schools have promised not to open up immediately this Fall. I feel a little twitch with knowing I don’t have the relief of my house back this Fall. Since homeschooling is the very thing I swore I’d never do, it’s fate telling me never say never. Reminding me that it’s up to me to set boundaries and priorities around my creativity.

And If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

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