Sasha
A Little Grace is Good for the Soul
It’s time to introduce Grace Cottage…. But first, I need to take you on a little journey. Ten years ago, I launched on this speaking gig...
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Words help us heal, help us feel less alone, make us laugh out loud, and help us find joy in the little things. Here are a few of mine I hope you enjoy....
Sasha
- Sep 7, 2021
- 3 min
My hiking days are over...
Y'all might have heard I don't outdoors. Like, I'm comfortable saying I prefer to be indoors except when the temperature is between 40...
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Sasha
- May 27, 2021
- 1 min
I am not alone
I am not alone. We walk in the faith we choose, belief in the universe, karma, the unknown or the hope in our heart carrying us through...
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Sasha
- May 6, 2021
- 1 min
We don't start from the same place...
Failure. Such an ugly word but it's tossed around like candy at halloween. We're quick to claim something we do as a 'failure' if it...
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Sasha
- Apr 4, 2021
- 1 min
What would you say....
If you could sit down with your 24 year old self, share a coffee or wine and have a chat, what would you say? Would you share the...
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Sasha
- Mar 30, 2021
- 2 min
8 hours doesn't define me
1993 or 94…. I had just started a new job in a new town in a new state. The first few days we were ‘getting ready’ for all the...
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Sasha
- Mar 22, 2021
- 2 min
The path continues...
Out of nothing more than habit and a memory of mama stuffing notebooks with everything from 4 leaf clovers to recipes, I picked up the...
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Sasha
- Mar 5, 2021
- 1 min
As long as it takes...
The rules are made up. I don't even know who made them up, but they are TOTALLY made up. Just because something worked for someone else,...
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Sasha
- Feb 20, 2021
- 1 min
You didn't give up
One day you wake up and it’s not the same. You feel….lighter. You realize you no longer give quite as much thought to what others judge...
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Sasha
- Feb 10, 2021
- 1 min
Duct tape days
My friend.... Some days are most definitely stitched together with duct tape instead of pixie dust. They are barely held together with...
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Sasha
- Feb 10, 2021
- 2 min
Snowman, tank tops, and mummies....
It snowed last night. Most of the snow was already melting by the time we got up this morning, but because we're in the South, any snow...
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Sasha
- Feb 5, 2021
- 1 min
The evidence of your own power...
You hear that? That's the mean girl in your head and she's whispering in your ear, telling you crazy things. Things like, "You can't do...
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Sasha
- Jan 30, 2021
- 1 min
We can do hard things...
We can do hard things. And we all do, every single day. But sometimes we're just beebopping along, living the life of the things we do,...
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Sasha
- Jan 23, 2021
- 1 min
Scents of yesterday....
My hand brushed the small chain first, and then felt the engraved glass and knobby lid. As I peered into the old, flimsy box, my breath...
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Sasha
- Dec 31, 2020
- 2 min
Happy 2021...
December 30, 2020.... Nothing is like it should be, and we're desperately trying to see over the edge of the new year into the abyss that...
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Sasha
- Dec 8, 2020
- 2 min
All the me's....
Hey y’all…I’m Sasha. Let’s talk about perceptions…..and maybe misconceptions and then if we feel like it, we’ll toss in a little...
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Sasha
- Nov 29, 2020
- 3 min
Oh Christmas Tree....
Best laid plans or something like that... Our goal today was to get a Christmas tree. We’ve had a real tree for the last 12 years of...
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Sasha
- Nov 26, 2020
- 1 min
Traditions old and new...
Traditions weave through generations like a ribbon of hope, carried forward with care, gently reaching into the past to make sure pieces...
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Sasha
- Nov 23, 2020
- 2 min
Big Mac and Denim
It would have been easy to toss the taped up, crumpled box, but I resisted. I tore edges and ripped tape, sure I wouldn’t need to do...
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Sasha
- Nov 20, 2020
- 3 min
Three Roses
The roses were pink and white, three stems wrapped hastily with ribbon, thrust in my hand as I was preparing to leave. Three weeks prior...
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Sasha
- Nov 12, 2020
- 1 min
Let's keep hope alive....
As we drove across the bridge, I could see the mist rising just under the concrete railings, hovering above the lake water like a coat...
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Sasha
- Nov 5, 2020
- 2 min
My hands tell a story...
My hands are old. I guess technically they’re the same age as the rest of me, which, at this writing, is 57 years and 6 months. But...
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Sasha
- Oct 28, 2020
- 1 min
A little Star Dust...
She’s not a stranger to herself any more… She built walls, then tore them down with nothing but a backward glance as she kept going. With...
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