search
top

An Injection of Hope

Sometimes my brain drags.

My sight gets bleary, my potential gets weary.

Then I wish for an injection of hope.

Make my hope dose from crisp sunny spring air, new music, and happy love hormones shot straight into my heart.

Infuse it with the shivered pleasure of unproductive guilt-free time spent wandering and looking and laughing at my day and then shoot that straight into my bloodstream.

Throw in a giddy grand dose of naughty and a plate full of buttery cinnamon raisin toast and place these between the old and new layers of my skin. And let it happen when I’m not looking.

Add to all of that a courageous jolt of myself at 15 so I can feel what my potential can be again. I want to be jazzed about my time here on Earth. I want to feel deeply what is meant for me, my purpose bubbling up under my skin straight through to fuel my soul. I want to be outrageous, offensive, and large.

And sprinkle all that with the wafting Good Will from a chuckle of friends sharing a truth between themselves in a lunchtime parking lot, the proof that nothing has ever been a waste of time.

And then I will know.

Then I will know.

And If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your email box. 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 In-touchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

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

My Word of the Year for 2018 : Trust

Let me start by saying that by March ’17 , I had abandoned my 2017 word of the year on the side of the road. It asked too much of me. Or should I say, it asked for inauthenticity. A fake it until you make it attitude I couldn’t buy into. My word was Courage but adopting it never made me feel courageous. I didn’t trust it. And then I just didn’t have it in me to find another word.

So this year I had a “screw a word for the year” mindset. I went for a walk yesterday in the freezing cold and darned if my word didn’t come to me suddenly. TRUST. And I knew, I trusted, that this was the simplest best word to guide me through my next year of challenges and fears.

See, it’s never about the how. Ever. It’s always about the Why. If that Why is tuned to your values and your passion, the How will become clear. Trust your heart’s calling and your why because they are your core. I anchored myself this year  by claiming my intention.

I am connecting with and seeing myself more as I engage in conversations with like-minded people, telling and listening to our stories and lending permission to others to tell their stories too.”My Word for 2018: Trust on Shalavee.com

Fear pushes but vision pulls. If you trust your Why to be truthful and the world to be for you instead of against you, you will always be on the right path. Your fear can join you but it will never be in charge. And do yourself the hugest favor and avoid the Should Trap. Either you’re doing things for yourself because you want to or you’re not. If you allow your people (the ones you belong to not fit in with) to come along, you will certainly never be alone. I want to live simply enveloped in Trust and accompanied by my soul people.

I came up with this acronym at the last part of 2017.

TRUST – Take Root Under the Self Tree.

Let yourself be your protector.

Feel your values be your roots.

Invite people under your canopy and together, listen to the rain fall.

If you enjoyed what you read, please subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your email box. 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 In-touchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

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

Live in The Chaotic Moment (Now is all you Have)

This was several days ago looking into my kitchen. I grabbed the moment and my perspective through my camera. The recycling had already been taken to the dump yet a pile awaited its shuffle into the very frigid garage. The counters and stove were covered in grease and crumbs and dirty dishes. The groceries yet to be unpacked. Complete chaos.

And having used up all of my leftovers and depleted my grocery supply, I did a fruits,veggies, and milk shop (a woman at the store exclaimed that all she wanted now was a salad!). I went ahead and made pots of both turkey chili and beef stew for our New Year’s Eve nosh. They were made with such love and they’re just delicious. I think I was glad to be alone in the kitchen without demand to entertain or command to play.

Live in the Chaotic Moment on Shalavee.com


Today, instead of feeling like I have to rush to usher my crispy tree out to the curb and clean my house to within an inch of my life, I am of a stealth mind instead. That’s how I got through the holidays so deftly as well. And this is how it’s done.


You keep putting one foot in front of the other. You don’t rush off to the future or the meaning of life with or without this task done. You hold a steady gaze on what you need and what needs to be done to receive that gift of accomplishment and you continue. Because you do get there eventually, don’t you? Live in the Chaotic Moment on Shalavee.com

Playing the overwhelm card never served my happier self, only my anxious self. Emotional maturity means you step back and renovate your ways one moment and one thought choice at a time. So this is me re-choosing my process. Sure my house is a filthy mess but who cares? We are having fun!

If you enjoyed what you read, please subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your email box. 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 In-touchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

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

« Previous Entries Next Entries »

top