A new day, a new year. You’ve got a brand new story to write. And it looks nothing like your past. This is mine. Little Spoons & Sunshine. Chapter One.
Finally, this is me. All of me - and regardless of what that looks like, I’m knocking down the walls, embracing my vulnerability, all of the sensitivity…and sharing who I be, with you. There’s magic there – joy - if I choose it.
I’m Shayna. I’m a teacher, an artist…a heARTist…a singer, songwriter and creator of simple beauty. Every 10 seconds, I’m learning to be me without apology. I’m a work of art in progress. 2015 was bumpy, truth. In February, I lost my little sister, just 22 years old, too soon. It was the first funeral I’d ever been to. I was so sure I’d failed, like I should have protected her…like I could have protected her…and I wanted to do things right. ‘Be strong. Keep busy. Work hard. Help the kids.’ It worked until it didn’t and then my whole world started to crumble. I spent 7 days in hospital, the scariest week of my life. I’ve been on leave from work for 6 months. On leave from work, but for the first time, present in my life. Space. A gift. From Jemma.
There’s more. Light. Bare feet and shady trees. Kitten cuddles and hugs with both arms. Beautiful tea cups, warm milk and honey and afternoon bubble baths with beautiful soap. Little things. Little things grow. Chance encounters with beautiful souls – new friends who I’m sure are really old friends – have helped me into a space of allowance. How does it get any better than this?
I am here, on the edge of something magical. Beyond responsibility, guilt and shame, I am ready to share my art - my heart - with the world. What if this is how I help? What if this vulnerability is the birthplace of innovation, creativity and change? Ease, joy and glory. This is just the beginning. Page one of my new story. Infinite possibilities.
Shine, fly, laugh and cry. Look at the little things with wide, excited eyes. Be you. Bravely. You are beautifully authentic, gorgeously sensitive and I promise, that is enough.