Sarala Life — Life in Chapters: Careers, Canines, Cabernet & Courage

A life well-poured: work, wine, and everything in between.

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Hi, I’m Sarala — a lawyer, storyteller, and unapologetic lover of good wine, good dogs, and good conversation. After years navigating boardrooms, deals, and governance across the Caribbean, I’ve learned that life — like leadership — is best lived in chapters. Some are bold and ambitious. Some are quiet and healing. And most are best shared over a glass of wine and a wagging tail nearby. This space is where I write about it all — the beautiful, messy balance of careers, canines, and cabernet. From reflections on purpose and courage to lessons from leadership, love, and dog walks, these are the stories that shape who I am — and, maybe, who we’re all becoming. Pull up a chair (or pour a glass) and stay awhile. Here’s to life in chapters — imperfect, authentic, and deeply human.

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  • The Place I’ll Never Go Back To

    I’ve been thinking about this, and the honest answer is… there isn’t a place in the world I never want to visit. But there is a place I refuse to return to. It’s the version of me that shrinks to fit.The rooms where I question my worth before I even speak.The spaces where I let…

  • The Glance, The Silence, The Shift

    There is something deeply daunting about attending conference events when you are in a season of transition. Not the polished, curated version of transition we like to talk about on panels—but the raw, unsteady, “who am I in this version of my life?” kind. You walk into a room alone.No company banner behind you.No colleagues…

  • In Between the Exhale and What’s Next

    I didn’t write for two weeks. Not because I had nothing to say — but because I finally gave myself permission not to say anything at all. And in that quiet, something shifted. The past week — leading into and through Easter — wasn’t loud or dramatic or filled with “milestones.” It was softer than…

  • Champagne Tones & Soft Power

    I came across a quote this week while very seriously (read: obsessively) researching Easter nail colours: “Like a glass of Veuve Clicquot garnished with berries, this strawberry beige color straddles the line between upscale polish and whimsy.” And I paused. Because… same. I love a Veuve. I love a strawberry. And I am, in fact,…

  • The Week I Cried Ugly (and Lived Anyway)

    This week, I cried. And not the soft, feminine, aesthetic, “single tear rolling down a cheek” kind of cry either.I mean the red-faced, pressure-in-your-ears, nose-running, can’t-catch-your-breath kind.The kind that leaves you puffy, exhausted, and slightly offended that your body betrayed you so publicly… even if the only witness was you. I was sitting at my…

  • Learning to Trust Myself

    The most confident person I know is… me. Not the loud version of confidence that fills a room or dominates a conversation. Not the kind that needs constant validation or applause. The kind that is quieter, steadier, and sometimes hard-won. For a long time, I might have answered this question differently. I might have pointed…

  • A Saturday Without a Plan

    There is something revealing about a Saturday when you have absolutely nothing you must do. Not the performative kind of “busy Saturday” where brunch, errands, gym, and social plans are stacked like a corporate agenda. I mean the rare, quiet Saturday where time stretches out in front of you and the only real decision is…

  • The Beetle and the Question of Being Seen

    A former friend once nicknamed me “Bee” — short for beetle. At the time, I never questioned it too deeply. Nicknames often stick without explanation, and friendships have a way of creating their own language. But over time I found myself wondering about it. Did she really see me? Or did she simply project the…

  • The Curious Case of the Quiet Weekend That Wasn’t (and a Tuesday Down the Islands)

    For those who know me well, some would say I give extrovert energy. And perhaps I do. Not because I thrive endlessly in crowds or social calendars that resemble military logistics… but because I love fully, enthusiastically, and with intention. I bring joy to the people I care about. Work joy is one thing.Friend joy…

  • The Curious Case of Allyship, Facial Expressions, and Weekend Fatigue

    Serious Faces, Silent Advocacy, and Other Curious Leadership Lessons A conversation this week took me somewhere unexpected. Someone told me they had recently experienced insecurity from another woman in leadership — and they said it quietly, almost apologetically, as though this kind of behaviour must surely be an anomaly. It stopped me. Not because it…