Just a little reframe

Hey lovelies

I’m working super hard on emotional regulation at the moment (aka holding my shit together in healthy ways – more about that in my upcoming tour). And so I wanted to share with you just a little reframe that’s helping me right now: I get to or I have to?

Oh but first you need to know this: After 17 years on antidepressants, I’ve stopped taking them recently. I don’t think I’m living with depression anymore. I’m a very different human than I was for many of those 17 years. But OMG you guys everything is so feely! I am feeling EVERYTHING.


Blog:  Just a little reframe by Shelly Davies.  "I am an overly emotional unemotional clingy but distant private person who likes to overshare at any moment and I'm still trying to figure out how that works" - Word Porn

And so that’s where this story starts

I had to pop down the road to get my car serviced, which would have been fine, except #roadworks means the 10-minute drive was more like 45mins. And it was fucking freezing. Who knew Rotorua has such heavy frosts in Autumn?

I would have liked to be rugged up in my office getting shit done. But instead, I had to go out in the icy morning to sit in traffic for ever. If there’s anything that triggers me, feeling like precious time is being wasted is one of those things.

So I’m in the car, shivering, waiting for it to warm up, and watching the cars creeping along. Getting grumpier by the second. I waited for someone to let me into the line of traffic, and I got more and more critical of the people who were, well, being irritatingly human while they drove. Following too close. Not moving fast enough. Not watching what’s happening. Breathing. You know, shit like that.

Blog: Just a little reframe by Shelly Davies.  "Current mood: so much ugh."

And I could feel my shoulders getting more and more tense. And I could feel the pressure building up at the base of my skull. And I could feel my breathing was shallow.

So I took a deep breath. Dropped my shoulders. Loosened my neck. Lifted my eyes, and breathed.

  • The sun was shining.
  • The sky was clear.
  • The car was warming up.
  • I had a coffee in my hand.
  • I had a podcast on.

And I thought: How good is my life? I get to take this morning slowly and make sure my car stays reliable and safe. I get to feel the sunshine and have the heater blowing on my toes. I get sweet hot milky coffee. I’m comfortable. I’m safe. Life is good.

It’s a simple reframe from I HAVE TO, to I GET TO

I have to sit in traffic becomes I get to have a relaxed morning and take things slow. I get to enjoy my coffee and breathe and listen to a podcast. 

I felt much less stabby.

Strange how that happens!

I find myself doing this pretty often.

  • I have to bring in firewood becomes I get to use my body and keep it strong by carrying firewood.
  • I have to catch a plane becomes I get to have a break from my everyday responsibilities.
  • I have to join a zoom meeting becomes I get to spend some time with cool people!
  •  Even if I’m sick… I have to stay in bed becomes I get to rest and recover.

That’s it. Just one little reframe.

I’d love to hear yours.

(And PS – being stabby is bad. Don’t do that. Maybe buy yourself some tickets to my Get Your Shit Sorted tour with Alicia McKay and Lance Burdett to learn how.)


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Whose problem is that?

Spoiler alert – not mine. Because, whose problem is that? Beeaaatch – that sounds like a you problem and not a me problem.

First of all, credit where it’s due – my friend Tracy Hemingway said these words to me in conversation recently, and I just stole them.

If you want to make your finances not an anyone problem (ie fix them), you should talk to her – she’s the Debt-Free Diva and she’s AMAZING.

But anyway, back to my story.

The weight of others

Most of us spend our lives influenced to a great extent by what others think of us. We can extend that to include their expectations, their judgment, their opinions. We choose (subconsciously) to make all of those things our problem. We take on the weight of their expectations and act accordingly.

In particular, my experience has been that I allow other people’s emotions to be my problem. I feel responsible to make people happy.

Well, let me tell you, that’s a recipe for disaster.

Calling all the people pleasers and the ones with the over-developed responsibility gene. And actually, if I’m honest, calling all humans.

Can you imagine how POWERFUL it would be if you lived the way you want to, not the way others want you to?

Blog post:  Whose problem is that?  "Drop the opinions and expectations of other people.  Stack the heavier more important shit first.  Like your talents, and wins, and joys, and courage"

Now, there are two things I’m not suggesting:

What I’m not suggesting #1: That you’re all oppressed and living miserable lives

We can be living fairly good happy lives and still be able to live more powerfully. I mean, when you went out last Sunday and didn’t wear that dress you considered wearing – why not? Because of what other people might think? When you got your hair cut yesterday because short back and sides are considered professional and even though you were enjoying it a bit longer you thought you’d better toe the professional line? Yeah, those things.

If I put it simply, you’ll never know how it can feel to stand in your truth, be fully and authentically you, if you don’t try it. And every tiny decision we make based on other people’s opinions is a brick in the wall that stands between us and our most powerful selves.

Blog post: Whose problem is that?  20 things that women should stop wearing after the age of 30:  1-20-the weight of other people's expectations and judgments

What I’m not suggesting #2: That you should never care about anyone’s feeling but yours.

If you did that you’d be a psychopath, and the world doesn’t need more of those. There’s a pretty clear line (once you look for it) between giving no fucks and only giving selective fucks. I’m encouraging the latter.

I believe we all have an obligation to move through our lives in ways that don’t cause harm to others. Be a good human. But there’s a difference between being a good human and being a people pleaser.

You want the night off from cooking dinner because you’re tired and you’re not a slave and the other humans in your house are completely capable of having weetbix or toast? Oh, and they’re upset about that? That’s not you causing harm. They own their response to your self-care, not you. Their emotions are a them problem, and not a you problem.

And that’s what I wanted to get to, really.

That sounds like a you problem and not a me problem

These days I try to live my life very aware of the potential consequences of my actions and my words (or my inaction and my silence). I am powerful in my world when I can live my truth, see that others have opinions on that, and choose not to make their opinions my problem.

I recently had a client make a decision about my services that I didn’t agree with. I had a lot of emotions around that decision. I had feelings of failure and fear and embarrassment. Most of all, I disagreed with their decision. I thought they’d got it wrong and they were heading down a path that wouldn’t get them the outcome they wanted.

After taking some time to process my emotions, I created a list of what was mine and what was theirs:

What’s theirs

  • The right to run their business the way they want
  • The right to change their mind
  • The right to hire and fire me as they wish
  • The right to have opinions about the quality of my work
  • The right to decide they could get more value elsewhere
  • The obligation to pay me for my services

What’s mine

  • The obligation to deliver what the client asked
  • The right to get paid for doing it
  • The obligation to let them know if professionally, I thought they were creating risk for themselves
  • The obligation to respect their wishes once I’d said what my professional integrity drove me to say
  • The right to give NO POWER to any opinion they might now hold about me
  • The right to give NO POWER to my emotional responses because they were just that – emotional responses, not truth
  • The right to close a door on the whole situation and just let the rest of it be a them problem and not a me problem
  • The power to let it go and choose to be happy

*climbs down off a soapbox*

Clearly, I still have feelings about this. I’m human. But ultimately, I know I have the power.

And so do you, is the point.

Blog post:  Whose problem is that? Your perception of me is reflection of you; my reaction to you is an awareness of me

Know yourself, love yourself, HAVE POWER, find joy

You have the power to look at any given situation and ask yourself: Is this a me problem or a them problem?

Try saying out loud – it makes me feel SO STRONG AND CONFIDENT:

Oh, that sounds like a you problem and not a me problem.

See how that works?

The next time someone’s unhappy with you, think it through:

  • Whose problem is this?
  • Am I making it mine?

And feel how emancipating it is when you realise you’re not responsible for everyone’s everythings.

Love you.

Advice to my children

On New Year’s Day 2017, I wrote advice to my children. Four years later I decided to sit down and do it again – a bit of an experiment to see how my advice had changed over 4 years.

As it turns out? A lot. The advice I gave them in 2017 remained true but it was refined, honed, concentrated. The broad principles have become more focused.

I think probably what I’ve done here is encapsulate MY greatest learnings of the past 4 years. Thought I’d share them with you.

1 – Have boundaries

We can love more, love more wholeheartedly, and love in wellness when we have boundaries.

Advice to my children - Blog post:  Be kind and full of love...but have boundaries like a motherfucker.

2 – Disappoint people

Don’t live your life to please others, not on any level. So disappoint me, disappoint your grandparents. Disappoint your boss, your neighbour, anyone you need to, in pursuit of not disappointing you.

3 – Know you can do hard things

and then do them.

4 – Be brave

Take risks. Calculate the risk so you’re prepared for any outcome, but then be brave and do the thing. Miracles will happen.

Advice to my children - Blog Post: "Scared is what you're feeling.  Brave is what you're doing." - Emma Donoghue.

5 – Feel all your feelings

That’s what they’re for. Sit with them. Give them voice. Honour them. And then:

6 – Write your own resourceful truth

When you’re done feeling those feelings, explore them. Understand what beliefs and meaning are at the root of them, and then ask yourself whose belief that is, if it’s true, and if it’s helpful. If the answers to those questions are not: mine, yes, and yes, then change it. Write yourself a resourceful truth.

7 – Find reasons to be happy and grateful

In every moment. Because if you can’t do that, you’re keeping your happiness over the cognitive horizon and you’ll never get there.

Advice for my children: I was just sitting here over thinking the joy out of everything

8 – Understand that life is a series of THINGS

Some of those things we create, yes, but many – oh so many – just happen. Our challenge, then, is to understand that there will always be another thing. DO NOT spend your life waiting for the current thing to end: A pandemic. Your financial stress. A broken heart. If you wait for it to end, then as it does, or before it does, or soon after, there’ll be another thing, and you’ll spend your life in miserable limbo, waiting for the thing to end so that you can be happy.

9 – Own your happy

Understand your happy is in your full control and never give it away to anyone else. In that truth, you’ll always be powerful.

I want this for you.

Think happy, be happy


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Surviving or thriving?

What are your best indicators of wellness?

I’ve realised that one of my best indicators of well-being is the condition of my plants.

After decades of motherhood, almost all of them while grieving, depressed, in a bad marriage or just plain lonely, I probably attempted houseplants a few times and consistently failed miserably.


Then there were the long periods where I put plants in the #letsnotevengothere box right along with pets (which are still in that box, FYI), because keeping tiny psychopaths alive was fucking hard enough, thank you very much.

Surviving or thriving

So for over 20 years, when I look around my house, I’ve been surrounded by either no plants or dead or dying ones.

That screams to me: SUR. VI. VAL.

I’m surviving, not thriving.

Survival mode is supposed to be a phase that helps save your life.  It is not meant to be how you LIVE.  Michele Rosenthal.  Author: Your life after trauma.

Now I find myself with an empty nest and the absolute luxury of committing time to self in ways I never have before.

Even so, running a business doing what you LOVE and being admired and respected is alluring when it comes to giving people your time. So much validation. So much praise… So much allure to say YES. And so, even without the in-my-face demands of children minute-to-minute, I’ve still struggled to find the right balance of space for me.

But my lovely people, right now I’m finding it. I’m in the VERY privileged position of being able to choose ONLY the work that is 100% in my joy. So in 2021, I am training and I am speaking. And that is IT.

The habits you created to survive will no longer serve you when it's time to thrive.  Get out of survival mode.  New habits, new life.

Oh baby, look at them now!

And tirohia! Look at my plants!

Look at their glorious green lusciousness!!! They tell me this is working.

I’m thriving. #fuckyousurvival


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The work-life balance bullshit

So I’ve been running my business for almost a decade. It’s been a riiiiiiiiiide, let me tell you! It’s been a ride I’ve adored, and so I’ve heard myself say, many times, that I don’t buy into that work-life balance bullshit.


Because if you LOVE what you do, it doesn’t feel like work. So many of us say that!

I believed it wholeheartedly!

Oh my lovelies, I think I’ve been lying to myself a bit…

Here’s why.

Because, no matter how much your work challenges you in the best ways and fills your wee heart and feeds your soul, it is still (for most of us) something OTHER than whānau and personal care time.

And whānau and personal care – those things are NOT OPTIONAL.

We can’t do without them.

But we feel so much drive to do all the other things.

The work-life balance bullshit.  Remember, busy is a choice.  Stress is a choice.  Joy is a choice.  Choose wisely.  ~ Shelly Davies

All the other things are a problem

All the other things get in the way. And the time we commit to self and those most important in our lives – that gets squeezed and squeezed into smaller and smaller blocks of time.

As much as I LOVE training, speaking, consulting and writing, if every moment is filled with those things, then here’s what happens for me:

  • I don’t get enough sleep, and so
  • I eat absolute rubbish, because I don’t take the time to plan and eat well
  • I don’t drink enough water
  • I don’t move my body enough
  • I drink too much
  • I put on weight
  • My energy drops
  • I get irritable, because #pressure and #stress, and ultimately
  • I carry guilt for neglecting my personal relationships

Am I filling all my time with things I love? Things I’m damn good at and that I care about?


Am I dedicating the time I deserve to my own wellness?


The work-life balance bullshit - I think you're suffering from a lack of vitamin me - Shelly Davies

Abort…abort…abort (insert re-frame)

So… Maybe “work-life balance” isn’t the right term, because work is a big and beautiful part of my life.

Maybe it’s “others-and-me balance”.

Maybe it’s just balance. Or peace. I like that idea.

A fresh start isn't a new place, it's a new mindset.

In any case, as always my friends, I’m growing.

And ME, my wellness, and the people I love, that’s what gets the most time in my calendar.

Suck on that, 2021.


As a rockstar business writer, trainer, and keynote speaker, I show people how to feel more powerful in their own universe, so they can have joy.

I remind big companies and government agencies drowning in corporate jargon, that plain language will get you better results – every, single, time.

I un-train! Because it turns out that business writing is more about being courageously transparent than it is about having an impressive vocab or where the f*ck to put a semi-colon.

And when we choose to operate with authenticity, integrity, and courage, both our business writing and our lives achieve the outcomes we’re craving.

Know yourself. Love yourself. Have power. Find joy

How’s your timing?

Oh heeeey you!

I’ve actually had a couple of people checking on me to see if I’m ok because I went off-grid and then it seems like I just never came back. Ooops. My bad. But also, my good. Cos I’m great. I’m astoundingly wonderful. Even though 2021 seems to be accepting the wero laid down by 2020 for shittiest year, good lord.

So heeeey.  I’m baaaack.  So good to seeeee you!

Is it the right time?

I was thinking this morning about timing.

I’ve long been proud of myself to know to pause in any given situation and ask myself, “What’s the outcome I want to achieve here?”

When I send this email, what am I trying to achieve? When I write this document, what am I trying to achieve?  When I reply on this social media post or when I have this conversation, what’s the end result I’m aiming for?

But I don’t know if I’ve been as aware of the need to ask myself about timing. Is it the right TIME to be trying to achieve this?


I learned during NZ’s first lockdown to roll with things. Not make fast decisions. Wait and see, then respond when the time was right.

I learned over summer to listen to my body and give it what it needs WHEN it needs it. Rest when I need to. Push hard when I need to. Eat when I need to (still learning. Uggh).

I learned last week to put just as much thought into timing as I usually have into outcomes.

All things have a right time

It was a shitty week. The shittiest of shitty weeks for many many people who loved a good man who ended his life. A week of grief and guilt and conflict and anger.

I was privileged to be part of a korowai of love that embraced his partner in her grief.

A korowai of strong women who know how to cry and mourn. How to laugh and talk shit and keep it real. And also, how to get their timing right.

I watched as they knew when to hold on to information and when to share it. When to listen and when to speak. When to differ and when to agree. When to touch, hold, embrace, and when to give space. And when to fight.

Which, I gotta tell you, despite all the heightened emotions and mud being slung around, was not at all. Not last week. This was not the time to fight. Even for what’s right.

I’m grateful for wāhine who stand strong in their love and vulnerability. Who are self-aware and connected and intuitive and grounded.

And who know that all things have a right time. Even truth.