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Soulitude

It seemed ironic that my prompt of Solitude on my Soul Selfie Instagram Challenge could illicit such a loud and resounding response. Yet, the group there gathered around me are writers in their hearts. And we writers need Solitude to find out our written truths.

The word solitude seems elusive though. I can choose so many activities that are just me doing busy housework alone. But my favorite kind of solitude seems more of a reverent, reflective, and creative state. And that’s why I would call it Soulitude.Soulitude on Shalavee.com

I am actively embodying soulitude when, like now. I am at home writing with the quiet sun shining in the front window. When I am in the middle of cooking a meal from scratch in my kitchen. And when I am preparing and decorating my house for a party or event. Or up in my craftroom with a daily creative challenge to make something for. Or pairing the right picture with the right words for a post on Instagram. All of these practices make my soul happy as I do them within my day in my own company.

Coming to understand myself as both an extrovert and an introvert has helped me immensely to honor what I need to enjoy both worlds. And this Soulitude is definitely a necessary part of my introvert’s happy place.

How do you see this need for solitude? Are you of the same mind about Soulitude?

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What I Learned of Late

I am ruminating on a few lessons this week. Lessons about shame and forgiveness. Lessons on patience and persistence and presence. And lessons on paradox.

See, I am a learner. I am always keeping an eye and an ear open for the next lesson. And the only way I can see to have life be worth the hassle is to grab the lessons as they go by, even if they are prickly ones.

I learned recently that if something really really bothers you about what some one else said or did, it’s most likely reflective of something in you that you are not so proud of that you really see.

I learned that when we act like a jack-a$$, it’s usually because we are afraid of something. But I also found that if I say I’m sorry, own my behavior, and make amends, I feel like my soul is cleaner.

I learned that the reason I am so in hate with the gal in the mirror is because I am not allowed to be friends with a fat person. Even though there are plenty of people larger than me, this is the largest I’ve been since I was pregnant. Feels like a bodily conspiracy. This lesson has only begun.

I learned that if you show up out loud with integrity and authenticity, others will do the same. And you both will inspire more and more to do the same.

And I learned that community is always standing right beside you, you only need to reach out to it from wherever you are.

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

We Are All Event Planners for Christmas

If you were told you’d been volunteered as an event planner and decorator for a royal ball, you’d laugh your butt off right? But regular people across the globe will do their best to plan and execute a special event all on their own this month mostly without professional help. And I’m darn proud of all of them for their upcoming efforts.

We pull it off, you and me, every year. That once a year special event for which we have to send out a hundred invitations, cater quantities of food, and decorate huge floral centerpieces for. We spend lots of time and/or money to gift everyone we know with the right present as if they’re all having a birthday at the same time.

Yes I mean Christmas.

It’s truly a miracle we all don’t lose our minds feeling overwhelmed and incompetent. But then the end comes and you sigh with relief that it’s over and think perhaps there’s a better way to execute it next year. Until the next year comes and you have the same game plan as always.We Are All Event Planners for Christmas on Shalavee.com

At my house, I make it all look so easy to accomplish. Deep down I do love it. But I also would love if anyone could do the majority of it so I could just make the wrapped presents pretty and decorate the house for multiple uninterrupted hours. The cleaning and card sending and even the cooking I could farm right out. Alas, last year, I accomplished the musts but fell short of the wannas. Holiday expectational debts I would soon forget.

But last year, the kids were treated to a Christmas just as they should with sweets for breakfast and Santa gifts and stockings brimming with stuff. They played with their stuff, bickered about sharing each other’s stuff, and played at a couple playgrounds. Oh and watched multiple movies. And then attended one more holiday get together to be showered with more gifts from family.

Hoping you make sure to get your needs met during the siege of the holiday event season. That your gratitude for being surrounded with the ones you love surpasses the anxiety of cookie baking and clean toilets. I eventually always find relief and rest after the chaos finally, basking in the afterglow of a job well-done and look forward to having the brain room to get back to regular creativity.

Let the planning begin.

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Thoughts on Aging and Thankfulness

As I’m sitting about digesting this week, I’ve had a few thoughts and I thought to share them with you. Like, the fun part about getting older is that you begin to realize what makes you happy and what doesn’t. This corresponds with another realization that you are truly the primary person who you owe happiness to. And if you respect this and follow your heart, you can turn your whole life upside down.

I’ve discovered that hosting and serving others in a party or dinner sense is what I love to do and who I love to be while doing it. Such a sense of peace when I can set a tone and relax into the role of hostess. Thanksgiving this year was wonderful.

I’ve discovered that writing, conversing with, and supporting others is who I am and love myself while I’m doing it. I am hosting an Instagram Challenge currently and am loving it profoundly.Thoughts on Aging and Thankfulness on Shalavee.com

I’ve discovered that saying yes to anti-anxiety meds was one of the best choices outside of picking Mark to be my kids’ father. I enjoy my life so tremendously being their mother and knowing that I will stop the cycle of modeling anxious living.

However, I’ve yet to discover how to maintain bodily neutrality. Post Thanksgiving negative body thoughts want to creep over into the not so nice tone of voice. Instead, I am just going to schedule some exercise into my life and start keeping track of what goes in my face.

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

My Fear Box Hides My Capabilities

Somehow I’ve decided that there is a box I am supposed to stay within. That to venture from the box is certain death. I somehow always know that I am not allowed to imagine myself anywhere else but in the Fear Box. I am denied access to the world of possibilities outside.

But I also know that the key to freedom is in having self-esteem enough to fill my balloon and sail over the walls of the box and out into the world. Feeling capable is the updraft. Capability however is stolen by low self-esteem. Negative judgmental thoughts are the pin that pops the balloon and keeps me in the box.

I have honored my creativity over and over yet I wouldn’t call myself an artist. I have written over 1000 blog posts and yet wouldn’t say I’m a “successful” writer. Yet I have successfully pulled off many special events and parties, decorated Christmas trees, and birthed and raised two beautiful children. I am a highly capable person who is unaware of her capabilities. Because Fear claims that knowing these capabilities would be unsafe.

Staying small and staying safe would be my Fear’s dream vacation. But to my intellect and my inner artist, this is soul death. Once you see that you are smarter than your fear, grateful for it having kept you safe of course, but done kowtowing to it’s every twitch, you end up in charge of your future. A bridge to a new place.

I Can is about to fuel the rest of my life. And I will work harder and be more forgiving than I have ever been towards myself if I can taste the freedom of I Can.

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

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