Category Archives: Doris Jean Shaw

December 30 – Sharing My Life

by Doris Jean Shaw 

Dad’s construction job took us around the country. When the job was completed, we moved, often two or three times a year.

I loved seeing new places but I missed my extended family. By the time I could write, I was writing letters: newsy notes that told of the places we lived and the exciting things we saw. Each new place was an experience to share.

During the Vietnam war I wrote letters to anyone who asked, even those I never met. A friend would say that his buddy did not get mail and I would add him to my growing list. When my own brothers entered service I wrote to them. When we received an answer I let my children hold my brother’s picture as the letter was read.

As my children went off to college I loaded them down with picture post cards. Even though there was not much room, they did write. They continued the habit as they traveled the world and sent back post cards.

Technology advanced and today I send emails along with letters and post cards. Not wanting to just say: “Hi. How are you? I’m fine.”, I began to write stories about events that happened in my life. Writing lets me share my world with others.

“Like cold water to a weary soul is good news from a distant land.” (Proverbs 25:25, New International Version)

Lord, thank you for the gift of communication so I can share my world with others.

Doris Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

December 16 – Take Time For You

by Doris Jean Shaw

Sometimes when the moment is too big, too emotional, too breathtaking, you need to put the camera down and write the memory on your heart.

Have you topped a mountain and all you could say about the scene before you was “Whoa”?

Have you watched a sunset and for a moment been transported?

Take time for yourself.

Remember that you only have 24 hours in a day. If you put something else in, you must take something out.

The best way to get quality time with those special to you is schedule them in. Make a date with your significant other.  It doesn’t have to be anything elaborate, try finger food on the coffee table while you sit on the floor.

Put yourself at the top of your to-do list. It’s OK, really, to take care of your needs. Some time to do absolutely nothing but just be is absolutely essential.
You can’t go forward if you are anchored in the past. When you find your life derailed, take some time to evaluate.

Doris Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

September 19 – Follow Your Dream

by Doris Jean Shaw

Follow your dream. I remember reading a Dear Abby column where some older person wanted to go and get a degree. The family said she was too old. Abby said something to the effect that it didn’t matter because time would pass anyway. If she wanted to go to school she should do it.

I heard about a 98-year-old woman who never missed Bible Study. When asked why she never missed she replied, “I am cramming for finals.”

Sometimes the chance to live your dream gets dropped in your lap. I never dreamed I would have a chance to go to Hawaii until my son was stationed in the Pacific and offered me a room if I could make it there. Ever since then, I have been trying to get back. I will make it someday.

Other dreams you have to work at like graduating from school. I dream of doing retreats. At the moment, I am at a stalemate but soon I hope to begin the process of making my dream come true.

Wonder what you have to have to make a dream come true? Does it take a lot of
planning or do you just go for it? What is your dream? What do you need to do to make it come true?

Doris Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

September 12 – Being First

by Doris Jean Shaw

I hear the gripe that no one wants to be first. My husband insists that his father told him to never volunteer. Teachers especially deal with the fact that when they ask a question, no one raises their hand to answer.

Guess I am different.

I was the first in my family to graduate from college. I set a new trend; I might even be called a leader. Got me to thinking about others who have been first.

Ever wonder who was the first to cross the Red Sea? Moses was busy holding up the staff to keep the sea parted so someone had to step up and be first to step out on dry land at the bottom of the river.

Other first are more memorable: like the first one in space and the first man on the moon. I wonder who was the first one off the Titanic?

What other first could we celebrate?

How about the first sandwich, or being selected as the first from the writer’s
group to attend a conference at the Billy Graham Center in North Carolina? I am so excited to go to the Christian Communicators Conference. What are you the first to do?

I was also the first to get a Master’s degree. Does that make me a nerd?

Doris Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

June 13 – Rising High

by Doris Jean Shaw

I sat here on the balcony sipping coffee when a round blob popped
over the tree top. As I watched it rose higher and higher dragging
a basket up into the sky. The balloon lifted slowly as if it took a breath and rose up in the sky. One blob after another joined the first to welcome the sun.
Some of the balloons were brightly colored and stood out against
the blue sky. Others may have been brilliant up close but from a distance the colors blurred together. Bad weather had delayed the launch waiting until the wind was still and the sky almost a white backdrop.

It has been my desire to go up in a hot air balloon. My husband prefers to keep both his feet permanently planted on the ground. I wonder what it would be like
to rise slowly to embrace the dawn and feel my feet become as light as the air.

One after another they rise and drift to the east becoming hidden by the trees.
My camera could not capture the moment. I guess for a while this will be one of those things that is so immense that you write it in memory until you can get a view up close.

Doris Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

May 1 – Beach Days

by Doris Jean Shaw

I stand against the rail staring out at the waves as they rush to shore, grab sand, then glide back into the water all with a crashing sound that draws your attention. The sand looks like ice cream with lots of vanilla beans scattered throughout. Small sandpipers peck at the things the waves unearth; they hurry to the edge and run back as though to keep their feet dry. Over and over the Pipers make a mad dash to get the goodies and back out of the waves reach. Large birds fly in formation then swoop down to catch the unexpected appetizer that the waves have brought to the surface. The grayness of the day and the biting wind has kept all but the hardy inside. As the wind creeps up my pants legs and chills me to the core, I retreat inside pulling the sliding glass door shut with a thud.

From my position stretched out on the couch, I can still see the waves dashing in and receding in no hurry to be anywhere. I sip my tea and let out a sigh as the sun drives the grayness away. Sitting up I discover that a few souls now walk the sugar sand beach pausing to watch boats make their way out to sea. I venture to the door only to have a blast of wind send me scampering back inside. For a while longer I sit and watch as the sun turns all to whiteness. Unable to resist any longer, I pull on my heavy pants over my leggings, don cap, scarf and gloves to face the wind head on.

Canadians come here to get away from the cold and this bit of interruption does not keep them from coming outside. With sunglasses on, I turn and face the wind. How far can I get before the cold manages to find me and the wind whipping in my face makes a walk on the beach not the best idea of the day, I have yet to discover. When I can take it no longer, I head back to my couch to indulge in a bowl of clam chowder and watch the waves as they still clamor to the beach and back to the ocean in a never-ending race to nowhere.

Doris Jean Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

April 13 – Learn from Foolish

by Doris Jean Shaw

I’m sitting here thinking about all the foolish mistakes I have made and sort of feeling sorry for myself. There’s nothing like having something come up to remind me.

I ask myself, “How could I have been so stupid.”

OK, it does no good to cry over what has happened so why do these things keep popping up. I thought I had let them go. I guess not. If things come around too often and clutter my mind I need to get rid of them. That’s easier said than done.

In the past I suffered from a bout of foolishness dragging me down. I came up with a plan to get rid of things that clutter the mind. I shared this with the people  writer’s group who had some of the same problems.

“How do you get rid of things that clutter the mind and drag one down?”

I had asked myself that before. Now it had become a workshop. I worked on ways to accomplish this and thought I had completed the task. Much to my surprise, here I am again regretting some of the foolish choices I made. One of the group suggested that just because you get things in order doesn’t mean that you keep it that way. It seems that once you let things go you need to take some time and re-evaluate your life. I guess I can’t keep from making foolish mistakes but I can take control and not let them take over my life.

It’s a small reminder to take time once a year and re-evaluate life and see what you need to go and what things you need to add. Nice to know that even though I make foolish mistakes I can learn from them and build something positive. Guess I need to schedule another workshop.

Doris Jean Shaw

Doris Jean Shaw is a retired educator, Life Coach, author and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.”  She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals.  She presents a workshop, entitled “Reclaiming Me” that helps others find direction for their futures.

April 2 – Computers. Ugh.

by Doris Jean Shaw

Computers. Ugh. We’ve heard you can’t live with them and you can’t function without them, or something to that effect. I struggle with computer and internet issues all the time. A friend once told me that I just had to accept it as this was life’s reality now. OK, but I disagree. My computer does not do what it did yesterday and the internet refuses to let me access. I get messages saying it is not available and to try again.

I have been frustrated enough to throw the computer out the window but have resisted the urge. Replacing the window might be a task that I am not up to doing. I thought my computer was broken so I took it in for repair. It was not broken, just old. Somehow that sounds like me.

My computer dies and what I was reading online disappears into cyber space. I guess that means that if  I go through the whole process again, I might be able to find the article I was reading. I try that, looking up “cattle guard”, and am unable to find the same site again. I repeat the process several times.

I sit here and the computer tells me that the power is low and I need to plug it in but I have a better idea. I am going to turn the computer off and get out paper and pen to write a note to my friend. That is, if I can find the address without resorting to having to look it up on the computer.

Doris Jean Shaw is an educator, a Life Coach,  and author. She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals. She presents a workshop entitled “Reclaiming Me”  that helps others find direction for their future. Find her at www.reclaimingme.net.

March 28 – Wind’s Blast

by Doris Jean Shaw

Wind blew snow against the cold panes of glass forming a frosty window of nature’s own design. Droplets clung–not daring to run lest the frosty pattern be dissolved into a running rivulet of water. The house shook and trees swayed in rhythm to the wind’s assault. Thirty, forty, fifty mile per hour gusts tumbled down the mountain side and raced across the open plains. Temperatures below freezing allowed the snow to glaze over the road reflecting back the light from street lamps as they danced and glided across the pavement. Visibility was limited to a few feet as the clouds hovered just above the ground causing a white out.

Shivering, even in the heated confines of my living room, I pulled a blanket over me and stared out the window into the whiteness. Wind shook the snow off the branches where they had landed and now cascaded down to the ground. My hands were cold and a nice warm cup of tea felt good to the insides as well as the out–performing double duty.

I was so glad I did not have to chase cows or mend fence to keep the horses corralled in weather such as this. I have heard of people freezing in blizzards. This was no blizzard, just a final assault of winter before spring would come. I had seen daffodils popping up their heads already but this blast of cold could delay others from blooming.

I will sip my tea and enjoy nature’s show outside from the warmth of the inside. My brother says: “Its 70 degrees inside.” That means I don’t have to go out. Yeah.

Doris Jean Shaw is an educator, a Life Coach,  and author. She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals. She presents a workshop entitled “Reclaiming Me”  that helps others find direction for their future. Find her at www.reclaimingme.net.

February 25 – Sunrise

by Doris Jean Shaw

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I sat in the dark room sipping my morning coffee staring out the window.

The sky was dark but a thin line of white lay on the horizon. As though being pushed back by the light, a streak of blue appeared and grew as the dawn began to make itself known. The room lightened and I waited for the sun to come up.
When it did not make an appearance I moved to the window to get a better view.

A line of clouds hung on the horizon but they could not keep the sun from peeking through breaks in the clouds with rays of light like darts hanging from a board on the wall. The clouds became rimmed with red and reflected on the few clouds hanging out in the sky. The sky was a mixture of pink tints bouncing against the sky. Soon the red ball of the sun popped up above the clouds dispersing the darkness.

Marvelous!

To me it is a daily reminder that I can begin the day anew with the surety that with the new day I have hope to make a new start, forget the  mistakes I made yesterday, and get a second chance to do things better this time. In all my years, I’ve had many second chances? It makes me wonder why God can be so gracious that He holds out hope to those who look for it. I may not get much accomplished today but I will work on it.

The sun is up and I start my day. Amazing!

Doris Jean Shaw is a Life Coach, author, and member of Beauregard Parish Writers Guild “The Ink Blots.” She loves to travel and writes romances, children’s stories and devotionals. She presents a workshop entitled “Reclaiming Me”  that helps others find direction for their future.