Welcome to Shaneh's World

This isn’t just a newsletter. It’s a reclamation.

There’s a story my friends never let me forget.

I was 18, newly married, and in the kind of argument where neither person could remember what they were fighting for—only that they were absolutely right. At one point, utterly exasperated, I stamped my foot like a five-year-old and shouted,
“That’s not how things work in Shaneh’s World!”
The fight ended in laughter. And unknowingly, a legacy was born.

Because Shaneh’s World is a thing. Not a physical place, although I do love to host - with top-shelf coffee, soul-filling meals, and sanctuary-level vibes. But it’s more than that. It’s a frequency. A decision. A refusal.

It’s a world where pain doesn’t get the final word. Where a friend with fibro gets a massage and a long soak - no apologies, no stoicism required. Where you will leave with more faith in yourself than you arrived with - no self-doubt allowed. Where joy, worthiness, and a damn good playlist set the tone.

Shaneh’s World is not a place. It’s a sovereign state of being.

And here’s the truth: you can build your own.

This Substack isn’t just my story. It’s a portal. A pocket of rebellion tucked into your inbox—a chance to step outside the broken systems, burnt-out narratives, and “shoulds” that were never yours to begin with.

I believe we create our own reality. We either accept the default—or we design a world that fits us like gold-threaded gloves.

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

But love isn’t the only thing.

We accept the wealth we think we deserve.
We accept the health we think we deserve.
We accept the freedom, the peace, the power we think we deserve.

Or…
We can stop accepting and build our capacity and resilience to receive more that we can imagine.

I’ve built this world with spreadsheets in one hand and my soul in the other. I’ve built it after choosing, again and again, not to collapse under what tried to break me. I’ve walked away from what was expected—abuse, disconnection, depression, burnout—and chose to create something sacred instead.

In Shaneh’s World, I refuse to accept a life where I don’t matter.
Where I don’t make a difference.
Where I shrink to fit inside someone else’s mold.

And you? You’re invited.

This space will offer sanctuary and strategy, fierce tenderness and financial rebellion. You’ll find stories, questions, frameworks, and frequencies—tools to help you build your own world. One where you matter. Where you thrive. Where you rise on your own terms.

Because sacred work requires sovereign profits.
And you, love, were born to be sovereign.