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Shelly Calcagno

Shelly Calcagno

blogger / author / speaker

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But, there’s grace.

April 22, 2021
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Don’t stop becoming

March 15, 2021
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Living Rhythm Life

March 3, 2021
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When you wonder if you’re making progress

February 18, 2021
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Find your little, and love your small

January 6, 2021
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A simple and sweet Christmas

November 30, 2020
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Mom, Mary Kay make-up, and the longest good-bye

November 3, 2020
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Guest Post – Danielle Macaulay, Author, The Get Along Guide

September 21, 2020
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Happy Fall New Year.

September 7, 2020
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Fear isn’t your escape plan

July 29, 2020

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Meet Shelly

Meet Shelly

Hi! I’m Shelly. I’m an author, blogger and speaker who loves to share about the things that inspire and light up my heart! I invite you to grab a coffee, find a cozy chair and take a few quiet moments to read through my blog. I’m so happy we can connect!


 

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  • But, there’s grace.
  • Don’t stop becoming
  • Living Rhythm Life
  • When you wonder if you’re making progress
  • Find your little, and love your small

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  • {DAY FOUR} REMEMBER I tried to be that scrapbook mom, keep up the baby books and yearly updates. But. I wasn’t, and I didn’t. I used words instead, and wrote as life would burst through my heart. I won’t always be here. But, my scrapbook of words will live on. Children in the future, looking back. The pictures scarce, the words plenty. Writing for them. For the future, so they can remember. #hopewriterlife #hopewriters @hopewriters
  • {DAY FIVE} MIDDLE Middle of life. Middle of a pandemic. Middle of kids & parents. Middle of decisions. Knowing where you’ve been, but not sure exactly where you’re headed. Not young. Not old. Just smack in between it all. Maybe, like the centre of a sandwich. Basically still good, but the bread is pressing in. And you’re trying not to soggy everything up. Making sure everything is delicious. Maybe, like the net on a tennis court. Perfect placed, with everything flying over top. Trying to make it over, but getting caught in the net. Having to be untangled. The middle
  • {DAY TWO} REFRESH Every so often, a refresh is good. In life, in work, in creativity. Think about dumping a giant bucket of ice water on yourself. Letting out a scream, feeling the shock through all your senses, and suddenly being very awake. A refresh. After this past year of isolation, lockdowns, small spaces and limited places - a refresh is definitely in order. Stand in the wind. Gaze at the sky. Walk by the waves. Breathe in deep. Throw ice on yourself if you must. Wake up, more forward, and look ahead. Refresh. @hopewriters #hopewriterlife #hopewriter
  • {DAY ONE} VOICE I’m not a huge fan of the voice that comes out of my mouth. It’s usually squeaky, sounds like a 9 year-old, and never as confident as I’d like it to be. My voice is usually heard through the words I write. That voice is in my head, which is how I like it. But, despite the quiet I try to make my pages loud. Inside voice, outside voice. Both are important. Both needed. Both have purpose. So, I’m trying to let the weaker one get some exercise. I’ve been opening my squeaky pipes more often. Saying
  • {DAY THREE} STORY Story. One of my favourite words. Something I try to tell better. What I want to live well. I’m working on a book right now, and I’ve written it all out on post-it notes. Bright yellow. Green. Hot pink. Orange. Little pieces of paper with sharpie scribbles. Part of my story stuck up on the wall beside me. Life experiences condensed into small spaces. Each little square telling part of the journey. Life, organized by colour on sticky paper. Perfect shapes holding messy thoughts and moments lived. We all have little squares of life. Seasons and moments
  • My friend made this beautiful hand lettering a few years ago for me. I hung it up in my mom’s room in her new home, and I read it over her each time I’m there. Strength is what she’s always had - and placed in my life, and given to our family. Dignity is what she is still worthy of, and speaks of the value her life has. These things surround her life, they cover her. Happy Mother’s Day Mom. I’m glad I got to hold your hand today, and see your beautiful smile. It’s always so hard to leave

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