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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…
I was into my 50’s before I finally acknowledged that I was highly anxious. My hormonal shifts were messing with my brain chemistry making it worse. Every day was harder to get through without seeing problems I had to solve everywhere. I was solid for a while until weight gain had me switching meds and…
It saddens me to think of all that power I have given away to others in my life. To my ex-husband and the bosses who were unkind to me. To the people who rejected my creative submissions or didn’t hire me or follow through for me. I made choices based on what I thought people…
It occurred to me that even showing up once counts. Everything cannot change overnight but you are worth beginning to show up for.
I spent the best and most beautiful years of my life feeling unworthy. Unworthy of love, acceptance, abundance, and your like for me. In fact I was sort of suspicious of anyone who liked me. If I didn’t like me then what did you see in me? Or what did you want from me? I…
It is an immense joy to talk with women in all sorts of places about their lives. I strike up conversations in stores or online about so many facets of living as a woman and a mother and I always come away feeling like we are searching for the same connection. Our future depends on…
I wanted to title this, I Should Love Myself More. But I decided that loving myself at any level, much more to the more, was a necessary thing. I can say that I like myself. But I can not say I love myself today. I have said I love you recently to myself. But why…
It is truly hard to claim yourself. What do you like and who do you believe yourself to be are two of an intricate network of questions for which the answers represent you. Except we are so inundated with facts on who we are supposed to be a that by the time we are old…
Yesterday and Today, I did what I said I was going to do. I attended three classes so far in an effort to take all of the classes I can in a week. This is part of a bigger plan to turn back the clock to the point before I felt fat and old and…
For a very long time, I had no permission to be myself. Seems silly considering there wasn’t anyone threatening my life if I created. But it felt like a NO No. A hidden shame. An act of treason and insanity. Artists are crazy. You can only create if you have some sort of degree in…
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