We’re excited to announce The Savvy Girl’s Hall of Fame!
At least once each month, we’ll be highlighting a Savvy Girl (or in this case, Girls). She could be in the headlines, or an unsung hero in her community. She could be a healthcare worker, an inventor, someone with a creative mind (across any and all platforms that encompasses).
She could be YOU.
In the meantime, please meet these truly inspiring women. Each suffered an acid attack: a crime breathtakingly heinous, agonizing and beyond cruel. Many victims retreat from their friends, their communities, their societies. The courage of the women here melts many of our everyday challenges into insignificance. Today we’re hit with a river of distractions, online and elsewhere. This is not one of them. I’d like to post their pictures for you, but I don’t own the copyright to the images, so here is the link:
Nominate a candidate for the Savvy Girl’s Hall of Fame. Tell me a little about them, and include a photo if they give you permission.
Looking forward to your suggestions!
[Thank you for your patience. My (northern) summer break went a little longer than planned on the blogging front!]
You might have noticed: we’re a culture of makeovers. From people to homes to lifestyles, some of our highest rating TV shows, links and sites involve vivid transformations. A so-called “homely” girl emerges as a traffic-stopping beauty. A dark and dank basement is re-purposed as a teen getaway or streamlined home office. And of course, those extreme weight loss programs milk our curiosity for the final unveiling.
But what if we don’t have the time, inclination or resources to indulge in a big change? What about tweaks with payoffs? What areas of our lives could benefit from small changes? I took a highly unscientific poll and here were some suggestions from your fellow Savvy Girls:
- I gave fake sugars the heave-ho.
- Started shutting down my screens an hour before bed. Less wound up, more relaxed as I catch some zzz.
- Turned off those pop-up emails, and instead, access it a few times a day. Cue: jump in productivity.
- I began saying no to little things, until bigger no’s became easier. I value my time.
- I don’t inhale food in the car. I eat meals sitting down, turn off distractions, and try to listen more closely to the other person.
- Each morning, I ask myself what I want out of the day. It sets a good tone.
What works for you?
Hello, and welcome to a blog hop – a post in which I answer a few Qs and then recommend other bloggers. I hope you’ll enjoy it.
- Why do I write what I do? I write about graceful living, civility, communication, and spirituality (while knowing it’s a work in progress—some days better than others!). Why do I write about it? Because I believe writing taps something in each of us, and by sharing it, we can plant seeds for change. And often I think through my fingers! There’s something meditative about typing. Give me a laptop, a pot of tea and an afternoon of classical music in the background (Pedro Grafino), and I could solve the Mid-East Peace Process. Or not.
2. How does my writing differ from others in its genre? A lot of people write about happiness or kindness—and more power to them! But while grace can encompass elements of both, it is a little different. Dare I say, it’s almost a finer, more discreet quality that we all possess, but which is less readily identified: it whispers its presence, rather than jumps out at us.
3. Tell us about your writing process. It depends on the format. Blog posts can be inspired by a passing comment, a news piece, or even a color. They bubble up and are offered in a way that I’d like to think is crafted (!), but not belabored, so as to retain a little spontaneity. On the other hand, writing a book requires a more ordered outline, and adherence to format in the way you blend anecdotes, insights, statistics or research to convey your perspective. Remember how you drew a sun in first grade? It was a big circle, with “rays” extending out. That’s how I brainstorm. I wrote my book title in the circle, and then drew the lines, each with a different idea at the end of it. Then I grouped similar themes, and my chapter outlines began to stare back at me. When I got tired, I’d challenge myself to write for just five minutes.
4. What am I working on/writing? My next book! Watch this space!
Check out these great bloggers! [Disclosure: I know and admire each of these dynamic, talented women.]
Francie Low: www.shoezle.com
Francie writes funny, witty posts about motherhood, fashion and frustrations on her blog shoezle.com, so named by her hubby as a polite nod to Francie’s passion for shoes. Shoezle was named in the Top 25 Blogs of Norcal in 2013. She’s the mother of two teen boys with yin and yang personalities and married to a cycling afficianado and anything-organic enthusiast. Francie was featured twice on KQED radio’s “With a Perspective” and has written for LiteraryMama.com and The Contra Costa Times. Francie was cast in the San Francisco 2014 Listen to Your Mother show. She loves anyone Francis/Frances, especially the new Pope Francis.
Charmaine started her blog in response to a friend requesting a recipe for allergy-free birthday cake.
Allergies defined her son’s life in the earlier years, and now that he is seven, it plays less of a starring role, and more of a supporting act. Charmaine says what has changed is her family’s ability to manage the allergies—there are very few manufactured food products that he eats—so she makes everything! She is pleased to say that her son is a confident and happy boy who has learned to manage himself at school, playdates and birthday parties (“Please don’t feed me!”).
The blog has connected Charmaine to other families on a similar journey and she feels less isolated as an allergy parent. This dynamic mother has a ton of recipes to post and a camera card is full of food images—finding time to blog is her new challenge.
Grace Mattioli: http://gracemattioli.com
Originally from New Jersey, Grace Mattioli now lives in San Francisco with her husband and three cats. She has been working as a professional librarian for over eighteen years and has been writing creatively since she was a child. In 2012, she published the first book in the Greco family trilogy, Olive Branches Don’t Grow On Trees. Discovery of an Eagle, just published, is the second book in the trilogy, although it can be read as a stand-alone. In additions to her two novels, she has several works of flash fiction published on the UK Short Humour Site.
The Original Savvy Girl.
Don’t you love her? La Hepburn was born May 4, 1929. And today, on the 85th anniversary of her birth, she continues to inspire a new generation, with her beautiful films, her genuinely timeless style and her generous heart. The graceful way she conducted herself resonates in this age of rage, speed and (ahem), me-itis.
Audrey carried herself with dignity and poise, choosing not to succumb to pretension as many did (and do) under the glare of Hollywood lights. Take that, so-called “reality stars”! (cue: arched-eyebrow) .
Allow me to share one of my favorite stories: how she found the grace to think of others amid her own sadness.
Audrey was in Italy, filming Roman Holiday (1953) with Gregory Peck, when she and her fiance, British businessman James Hanson, decided to call off their engagement. The decision was said to be amicable, but heavy-hearted. It was enough to deal with the paparazzi in the wake of the news. But what was she to do with her sumptuous dress – which, naturally, was fit for Hollywood royalty? Audrey met with the Fontana sisters, a trio of designers, and asked them, “ … to find the most beautiful, poor Italian girl” and to present her with the dress as a gift.
And so it came to be that Amabile Altobella, a girl from the small town of Latina, Italy, received Audrey’s stunning dress. She wore it to marry her beau, a local farmworker.
Now that is grace!
Now I want to watch her sing “Moon River” on YouTube …
What’s your favorite Audrey movie, fashion tip or story?
“She never reached her potential …” How many times have you heard these words, overheard them, or uttered them yourself?
It popped up on TV last night, delivered, seemingly as always, with a heavy dose of pity and maybe a dash of teaching-moment for good measure.
And it made me wonder: do we ever really reach our potential? There are myriad ways to quantify it of course, many ways to tick the boxes or label them in the first place. How many degrees, how many cars in the driveway, how many stamps in our passports?
Whatever our yardstick, what if we reach it? Do we then pack up this game of life and go home? Do we grow jaded?
I might just plan to never to reach my potential. Instead, I’ll remain a work in progress.
I’ll keep several goals in the works, even if most are just in the back of my mind. I plan to keep adding and stretching. I plan to keep imagining and tapping new sources of growth.
I’m sure you’ve heard that saying: do something each day that scares you. I’ll try to sprinkle my days with both small stretches and from time to time, others worthy of a yoga master class (metaphorically speaking).
A daughter dabs gently at her mother’s mouth, as she feeds the older woman and holds the thin, papery hand that once dried her tears over a broken toy or a broken heart.
A professor challenges her class to pose a dynamic solution to the problem before them.
A newlywed grieves a job lost, a dream deferred for her partner, who got laid off today.
As women, we embrace compassion and support, selflessly playing cheerleader to others. We listen, coax, encourage and boost our loved ones in their quests, ushering them through their dark times. We remind them of their successes, their accomplishments, and their creativity.
Why then, are we sometimes slow to recognize our own achievements? Our uniqueness? And why are we equally hesitant to celebrate them?
As girls, we are often raised to accord more significance to the needs— and even the whims— of others, more importance than our own. There is a time and place for that, as any mother knows. But when we carve out some time for ourselves—even mere minutes— we are sending a powerful message, both to those around us, and to ourselves.
We need to own our skills, to embrace our mindsets and to value our way of engaging the world. We need to claim time to recharge and rejuvenate.
My challenge to you: find a way to celebrate yourself— this week, this month, this year. Hang a sign on the door—literally or metaphorically—and declare this hour, this day, this weekend yours.
How do you take time out to celebrate yourself?