Author Archives: Sheila Seabrook

A Goodbye Gift

Spring At LastSince the 2011 inception of the Women Unplugged blog, I’ve met so many amazing people on this site, and learned so much from my fellow Women Unplugged bloggers. And now I’m sad to tell you that this will be my last regular post on the site.

THE END (for me) made me remember THE BEGINNING, so I went back through the archives and pulled out a few of my very favorite posts. These are posts that gave me a glimpse into the lives—and hearts— of the amazing women I’ve been fortunate to share this time with. I hope you enjoy their words as much as I did (for the first or second time, depending on how long you’ve been here with us).

It’s Not Selfish To Do What You Love by Andrea Wenger

Overcoming Obstacles To Get My Game On by Tracy Solheim

Batter Up by Christy Hayes

AAA – Animals Against Anxiety by Patricia Yager Delagrange

Where I’m From by Sharla Lovelace

Scene of the Day by Janna Donn

My First Book Signing by Dianne Venetta

Trusting the Process by Kimberly S Bell

Wishing you all much good health, happiness, and the joy of reading!

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Two Days Late…And Six Months Behind

I’m two days late…no, not that kind of late! You probably noticed I missed posting on my regularly scheduled Wednesday. Oops and apologies!

IMG_1460Late last summer, our youngest bought a farm. It was almost everything he wanted. Two big sheds. A barn. A double-wide heated garage. And a house that needed only minor work.

Except when we moved in to paint the house, we found a few issues, uncovered them, fixed them, then found a few more. And on and on it’s gone.

During the fall and winter, in our spare time, we stripped the house to the outer walls, so all that was left was the shell, then we began the interior remodeling: proper insulation, stripping out old and often questionable electrical wires, moving interior walls around to make the kitchen and bathroom bigger, etc.

This week, the demo is over. We all took the week off from work (although I did sneak in some writing time on the trips to the farm in the morning) and began to replace the electrical wire.

Although we built our last two houses, we always had someone else do the electrical work for us. So this is the first time I’ve ever pulled wire through a house and it was really cool. Hard, exhausting, and a great workout for the shoulders and upper arms and back, but still really cool.

So today is the final day for electrical work. Then our youngest calls the electrical inspector who will come to check to make sure the work meets code (does anyone watch Mike Holmes?!). And then it’s on to laying the sub-floor.

What did you do with your week?

What I Discovered While Reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

In 2014, I probably read all of six books. Sad, I know, considering I used to read ALL OF THE TIME. I was one of those kids who used to read the cereal box front to back.

So when the Goodreads 2015 Reading Challenge began, I jumped into the fray and set an intention to read a book a week.

If you’re curious about my choices, I posted my January reads here and my February reads here.

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth GilbertOne of the books I read last month was Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. I’ve wanted to read the book for ages, and because of that, avoided the movie for fear it would spoil the book. And I’m so glad I did! While the book was EXTREMELY long (I now wish I’d kept track of how many hours it took me to read it), it was worth every hour.

Eat, Pray, Love is the story of one very unhappy woman’s search for happiness. After a painful and ugly divorce, she throws on a backpack and sets out on a year long journey of discovery. She spends four months in Italy where she explores pleasure (EAT), four months in India where she explores devotion (PRAY), and four months in Bali where she explores balance (LOVE).

Elizabeth Gilbert’s four months in India, spent in devotion at an Ashram, touched my soul. At one point in the reading, I had to put down the book and walk away because I experienced a wave of jealousy so extreme, I felt the need to explore the workings of my own inner being.

And what I discovered was that this woman, surrounded by the peace and serenity of the Ashram, had experienced the life I was meant to live. Wow, didn’t see that coming, did you? Neither did I. 🙂

When I understood this, the jealousy quickly passed because I am truly thankful for my life and everything in it—my family and friends and career. However, while immersing myself in the daily rituals of an Ashram is still on my bucket list, I’ve discovered that I don’t need to leave my family to discover inner peace and serenity.

From the comfort of my home, I’ve been doing SOUL work, inspired by the awesome courses offered by Christine Kane. I’ve always been fascinated by this “woo-woo stuff” (as Christine calls it), but my busy life has left me little time to indulge this yearning…until now. There are changes afloat, and I’m embracing each one.

Have you read Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert, or seen the movie? If so, did the book or movie unleash any long forgotten dreams or desires?

And finally, what’s on your reading table this month?

Caught In Transition: Scattered and Splattered

I’m usually a mess. Scattered and splattered and easily brought down. I used to blame it on my creative nature. After all, I’m an artist. I wholeheartedly embrace the insanity gene I inherited from some long-dead ancestor. I mean, how else can I account for those voices whispering in my head?

But I’m in transition now, working to separate THOSE voices from MY voices.

If I allow it, MY voices loudly berate me because the dust bunnies are on the rampage and the fridge is empty…again. And listen, the roads will be icy tomorrow and I might have to leave my house and navigate ice covered streets better made for skates. And gosh, wouldn’t it be fun to head somewhere warm—sans computer—and lie on a beach and listen to the waves crash against the shoreline? Maybe spend the winter chilling with a bottle of sunblock in my hand instead of a snow shovel?

Scattered + Splattered

However, with a deadline fast approaching, my life and my thoughts must revolve around the keyboard, and the voices that whisper their story in my ear. So when MY loud voice intrudes, and I get caught up in thoughts of tasks undone, past regrets, and unlikely-to-ever-occur fears, I take a deep breath, release it, and remember…all that exists is this moment, this day…and then I unsplatter and get back to the business of completing this book.

It doesn’t matter our age, whether we work inside or outside the home, whether we have children or not, whether those children are at the diaper stage, or full grown and on their own.

Life is too short to focus on past regrets or future fears. There’s only enough time today for…well, the moments that make up today.

Scattered + Splattered

So tell me…do you celebrate each moment as it happens? Or do the voices in your head demand you spend time on past regrets and future fears and everything in-between? Please tell me in the comments below what you plan to do in the moments after you leave this page. And then tell me whether or not you’ll intentionally and deliberately block out the disruptive voices so you can immerse yourself in the joy of each moment.

Happy Holidays!

From all of the Women Unplugged, we wish you a safe and happy holiday season. And may 2015 bring you much happiness and good health!

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