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We’re All An Event Planner for Christmas

Since the season is about to be fully in gear for 2016 and I may need to keep my eyes on that road, I’m reposting some of my favorite past Christmas posts to keep you entertained if you are in need. Enjoy this wrap up from 2015!

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 did their best to plan and execute a special event, otherwise known as Christmas, on their own this past month mostly without professional help. And I’m darn proud of all of them.tree and mantlepiece on Shalavee.com

feather wreath and teacups on Shalavee.com

Christmas dinner table on Shalavee.com

We pulled it off you and me. 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 (aka Christmas trees). We spend lots of time and/or money to gift everyone we know with the right present as if we’re all having a birthday at the same time. 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.paper houses on the mantle on Shalavee.com

the top of the tree 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 many many uninterrupted hours. The cleaning and card sending and even the cooking I could farm right the heck out. Alas this year, I accomplished the musts but fell short of the wannas.

Christmas morning faces on Shalavee.com

Christmas morning on Shalavee.com

Christmas morning on Shalavee.com

But 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.

Playground post Christmas on Shalavee.ccom

Christmas movie watching on Shalavee.com

Oh and watched multiple movies. And there’s still one more holiday get together to go.

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Hoping you made sure to get your needs met during the siege of the event season. That your gratitude for being surrounded with the ones you love surpassed the anxiety of cookie baking and clean toilets. I’ve found relief and rest finally after the chaos and look forward to having the brain room to get back to regular creativity. And exercise for this ever growing bloat. Next time I talk atcha, it’ll be a New Year so Happy New Year !!!!!!!

Thank you for reading a flashback post from last year’s Christmas. Both Fresh and evergreen posts can be expected for the rest of the holiday 2016 season.

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My Life’s Forgotten Plot Twist : Fiona

Life happens while you’re headed in another direction. Sometimes life’s intentional. Sometimes it’s happenstance. Sometimes forces of natural science and fate converge and you get a Fiona. She is the plot twist in my life. The one I fought and fought which finally aligned. And as miraculous as her birth was, I’ve just as easily forgotten this little miraculous plot twist in my life with the relentlessness of her toddlerhood. My life's forgotten plot twist Fiona on Shalavee.com

As times passes, I forget that she was my last ditch effort at fertility and children. And that it worked. She’s the pink elephant miracle in the room now. I forget because all I seem to remember is my striving, my longing to be more for me and its long entitled deep roots in my life. It stems from my legacy of not enoughness. And I lose sight of my miracles as I fall back on my familiar discontent.

That she and I are finding out who we are simultaneously should be a wonder to us both. That she humbles me out so that I must take this discovery process slow as to continue to be present for her. It was never her that was in my way anyway. It was always my fear. My life's forgotten plot twist Fiona on Shalavee.com

Forgetfulness is the enemy when it allows us to let go of the things we once deemed magic. The miracles that made us revere our luck, our existence. And then these fade and the magic disappears in the cracks of the mundanity of life. And we forget who we are and how we were made.

Fear is the enemy when it belittles our abilities. It forgets us as we are standing on our hard earned ground. Like a bully it pushes us and then wants us to fall down. Pairing the fearful and the forgotten me and everything that I have achieved in the past decade disappears. And I vanish into dust. I am only as memorable as I make myself. And I know Fiona’s purpose herself is far greater than that. She reminds me how important she is to the world every day. And so I must remember and cherish and share my life’s little plot twist.

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 orPinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

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Relax

I’m noticing the almost compulsive wish to relax. To go about life with a devil may not even care attitude. I want to function without the alarms. I want to feel like I’m floating about on a leather couch through life and everything is A-OK. I have moments of this but I selfishly want more.

This was my revelation today. I’m redeveloping my public functioning. I am much more comfortable with me these days and that’s because of my “I let go of what other people were thinking” mode of living. I am highly aware about how much more relaxed I am joking with strangers. I like who I am more. relax on shalavee.com

I simultaneously like and want more of the feeling like everything’s good and there’s not as much to worry about. Because for most of my life, I’ve thought that everything’s not Ok and it all sucks and at any moment there’ll be something bad happening so I might as well be ready.

Old ways of strife and anxiety are hard to let go of. Last week I wrote about how having everything good makes me equally nervous. You live and create what you are used to. And this process of creating a life that I can only imagine I’m entitled to have, a life filled with happiness and ease? This is me doing so on Faith. I imagine how it would be to

Feel

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if the

thing has

happened

And then I follow that feeling. I create a life and make the choices to get there based on a feeling I want. It’s called following you intuition. And it’s hard but very possible.relax on shalavee.com

I want a buffer zone. I want to feel like I’m on that big cushy creamy leather couch. I want to absolutely know that what you say to me can not touch my soul unless I choose for it to. I want to know I have my back everywhere all the time. And I don’t think these are too much to ask.

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 orPinterest 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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