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I was so nervous when I created that fist blog post and sent it out. I had lamented over the WordPress theme. But I really needed the excuse to show up to write regularly and so my blog at Shalavee.com was born in August of 2011. I think. My daughter Fiona was born less than…
Yes, it’s August again and thus the 12th Blogaversary for me. My feelings have waxed and waned about my blog over these past dozen years. I was terrified to start this blog. It was a big scary deal. I was tech phobic. I did it anyway because in the end, I knew I would become…
Every week, I suppose, is a test of what I am made of. Life checks to see if I am paying attention. Testing, testing, is this person on? Do I have the will and the stamina to keep doing what I’ve been doing. Will my hope sustain me through the tough patches? And, as they…
On December 22nd of this year, 2022, I had an essay published online. Titled The Major Aha Moment When I Stopped Fixating on Fixing Myself, you can read it HERE. I had submitted this to the Tiny Buddha blog back in September before the melee of Mom’s move and the Holiday gauntlet. Lori shot back…
This August 2022 marked the 11th year of blogging. But I have had no urge whatsoever to tell anyone about this. Why? Because I just couldn’t see how I had achieved enough with all of these years. Because I am not a popular money-making blog. How do we measure success after all but money and…
Once upon a time, I was the gal who had started a blog with no idea what she thought she was doing. I floundered and almost gave up and then I finally found a rhythm in my writing. I had an overachieving phase. I played with all sorts of fun features on my blog. After…
Stillness Thoughts in a New Year. A chance to chose my intentions and set the goals I want instead of what I ought to. A Flashback to 2019.
What do I want you to know. I just polished off a slice of watermelon. As I got down to the white part of the rind, I remembered my grandmother’s watermelon rind preserves. A sweet chunky syrup flavored with cloves, citrus rinds, and those parts of the watermelon left behind save the green skin. I…
