Found myself in the attic horrified at the quantity of my life’s leftovers there are crowding my Great Upstairs. Time to clear out my past and make room for my future.
I was reminded of, or perhaps gifted, a thought today by a wise online connection, Anna Lovind. She said, “I am the person who…
My Happiness is mine to choose. And as overwhelming as that seems in choosing what that looks like, I’d rather the chance to vote.…
“Why do I have this box of stuff in the attic?”, I wonder. This questionable box has been there so long that it’s developed…
This past year, I’ve become more aware of where my thoughts wander. And where they don’t wander anymore. My improved self-awareness means I notice…
When Eamon was little, the Cognitive Distortions I would fret the most over were the ones where I imagined things never-changing. When these moments…
Private, Keep Out There’s an understanding amongst family that we don’t talk about that. “That”means subjects surroundeing such feelings of shame that uttering the…
Having a baby inspires empowering choices we might never have made prior. Suddenly self-respect and self-love are ours to model, our parting gift to…
Hear ye, hear ye, if you hadn’t heard, in the month of October in the year of twenty thirteen, Shalavee will be live for…