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Listen Gently and Intently

Autumn is knocking so gently on my door. And I’m listening to its rhythm. It asks, let in the air. It says a clean slate awaits. Forgiveness is in the cooling air. Turn in and listen.

I am listening to myself so very hard. Not to the chattering of do’s and don’ts but to the real words behind the fret and worry. What truly am I asking. And I wait for the truth of my answer. My fear comes forward. And I wait compassionately patiently to hear it out for these are the child’s worries. The shadow people’s words.Listen Gently and Intently on Shalavee.com

I know when I’ve hit the truth squarely. I know the fear I am expressing. And I lean in and kneel with all the love and kindness I can bring into this moment and I say, “That may happen. No one may talk to you or they may laugh at you or you may feel ugly and vulnerable but it won’t lose you your truest friends. Your people will always love you just as you are. “ Your inner child knows when she’s being fooled or not. She knows when she’s got your truth. Respect her fear and then firmly disprove it and distract her with ‘what ifs’. What if the most beautiful rainbow came out just as you finished your scary task. Or you found out your favorite friend was coming to visit you for your birthday to reward you for all that hard work?Listen Gently and Intently on Shalavee.com

Only if you listen to yourself would you know what being the truest you feels like. And only when you act that truth out do you get to feel the acceptance of you in the world by yourself and your tribe and you’ve then come full circle. Listen gently but listen intently. Honor your voice as soft as it is because your intuition is the truest knowing you will ever know.

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Struggling to Not Drown in the Fear Posing as Overwhelm

Today was a Monday back at the desk. I have been waiting all weekend to be free to write. And when I sat down and got myself organized, I found myself distracted and off-roading into a lathered dither about a snaffu I’m having with my pictures. I’m unhappy at not being able to do something the way I want to and created a Sabotage by overwhelm.

I’ve noticed that fear cleverly disguises itself as many seemingly logical and legitimate concerns and reasons to not do things. In my piece A Woman’s Worth, I describe how easy it is to run away from who you could be on your own and hide behind your value as a role not a person. Mother, wife, or even political volunteer can be a place to hide from stepping out and being who you truly could be but feel too vulnerable, to dependent, to afraid to do so.Struggling to Not Drown in the Fear Posing as Overwhelm on Shalavee.com

I will borrow others’ belief in me until I believe it too.

The easiest lies to buy are “I don’t have enough” time or money or experience. We buy these all day from others telling themselves by telling us. But the hard excuses are the ones where you just don’t feel like you have anything of worth to contribute. You are just as worthless as you’ve always suspected and so why try. When you have low self-esteem you spend a lifetime giving up. No matter how much you’ve proven you can, you can’t.

I will borrow others’ belief in me until I believe it too. I will set my goals, reduce the clutter, and take advantage of this time to move forward and be proud of my progress. And keep my eye out for the potholes of distraction and overwhelm.

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Choose to Not Choose is Still a Choice

She rather vehemently insisted that there are no choices. Thank you very little, she understands the concept of “everything is a choice”, just not for her. She’s resigned to that comfortable hell of nothing changes because perhaps it is too overwhelming to consider those other choices. To allow for change would be to admit that had always been a choice perhaps? The march of the musts is way more familiar. And maybe familiar trumps joy? At some cellular level, joy is just another hell. It is painfully unfamiliar. Why want something that we’d have to take on faith that it even exists?Choose to Not Choose is Still a Choice on Shalavee.com

This is why dear friend. Because every inner child longs for joy, knows they are entitled by birthright to it, and believes that it is all it’s cracked up to be. And there isn’t any child that is more unworthy of joy than another. No baby ever sinned to deserve a life of self-abandonment and torment.

So the choice is yours to not choose. But when you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.And if what you’re doing isn’t working, try something else less painful. Your child inside is waiting for you to change your mind.

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

Don’t Let the Tech Be Your Downfall

Back in May, I wrote piece bemoaning my forced march to get used to new tech and a new car. You can read that little rant here. My new car definitely still has its drawbacks like the fact that it looks like every other car so that I’ve actually approached other cars thinking they were mine and even opened a door! But it’s clean and has great pick up for a four-cylinder.

The new Android Samsung phone is still being paid for and I’m getting used to it. The clear case I bought is turning yellow on the edges probably from skin oil. Ewww. And I still can’t figure out how to have it go straight to where I want it to without having to tap and swipe. But I can send pictures straight to my blog’s gallery!

It was just at the beginning of the Summer that my ratty old computer gave it up. It’s wi-fi chip burned out. And we had the $1,000 to buy a new Dell so I did. But again, new tech aggravates me. I allowed it to sit for a while as I’d scheduled blog posts and it was the beginning of Summer. But eventually, I had to touch it.Don't let the tech be your downfall on Shalavee

The keys are something I have to get used to. I am a speed hunter and pecker but the play and spacing are different for this keyboard. I like the swipe scroll which I used to have and then burned out a long time ago on my old laptop. But now I can not figure out how to download my pictures off my phone and I’ve truly done everything. 

This is where I’m going to tell you, it’s time to get the tech guy in here. So many times I’d allow the technical problems to overwhelm me. Creatives are often technophobes. But there is no reason to torture ourselves like that. We need to ask for the right help at the right time. I got my own tech guy last year and have not had nearly as much anxiety since I did. Please never let a technical snafu stand in your way of creating again. Your creativity is way more important. Let the right people do the thing they are good at and you continue to follow your passion , Okay?

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

What if It Was a Given

____Enjoy this repost from October 1st, 2016 which I just happened to reread and thought it seemed a nice thought to remind myself of today. What you need to happen will.________

I was speaking to a very favorite Lady friend of mine about all the things I’m paralyzed to do. Certain I can’t do them for lack of time or technological knowledge, I put off even trying these things while envying everyone else who seems to be able to just trudge onward and get them done. She said she’d heard someone say, “What if you were imprisoned and had all the time in the world?” How would you approach your task then? “What if it was a given?” I thought.

First, it seems to me that not having permission or empowerment to move forward with any dream is in fact an imprisonment of its own. You are trapped in your “I can’t cage”, unable to move for lack of resources, lack of time, or lack of money. And for me, lack of technical experience thwarts my dreams even though it would seem I know a bit with all the blog stuff I’ve endured.

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But all these lack excuses are just subterfuge for the real excuse: fear. Simply, if I make this effort and it flops, how much of a fool will I look? Or if I do this and it succeeds, how much more stress will I add to my life? My excuses are just ways to overthink myself out of the risk of being ashamed I’d even tried and failed.

But what if it was a given? What if the thing that you wanted to do was already predestined. If the scroll was written and you no longer had to be responsible for whether or not you were to manifest your destiny. If it just were already a fact. Then you might be curious to find out, despite your shortcomings of resources, how you’d made it happen. Like knowing how the mystery ends but not knowing how it unfolded. Would I be curious enough to want to write the miraculous middle?what if it was a given on Shalavee.com

It will happen. With assuredness never before held, I could just know it will happen. That’s a kind of faith in my life which I’ve never had before. Yet, everything I have wanted that I knew would make me happy, I have manifested. So it would go to reason that if I really want it, if it really needs to happen in my life, it will. No amount of worrying about whether it will or not ever really made a difference. It was the conscious effort to connect my dots, despite my fears, that did. Knowing that whatever is best for your life and you is just meant to be.

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

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