I’ll be honest, my brain has been swimming today. So many possibilities to consider, so many opportunities on the horizon, I’m feeling a little overwhelmed. Once I’m able to get a few things nailed down, and have made some decisions I’ll feel a lot better. But for now, I’m a little scattered and unfocused – which isn’t great for writing.
I really do wish I could share some of this with you. My blog is often times a way for me to unload, and I do use it (and you) as a sounding board when I’m working through things. But this time, I feel the need to hold back… at least until I make some precursory decisions. There will either be some major changes coming up in my life, or things will continue pretty much as they are with some minor changes.
Opportunities can be a difficult thing. Some require a leap of faith, while others require you to jump through hoops… either way there’s a lot of action. And possibly the most difficult thing can be choosing between multiple opportunities that come up at once. That’s what I’m doing now.
While I may not have much worked out just yet, I do know one thing: Whatever path I choose, I won’t change. I will still make decisions based on joy and love. After all, what’s the point of following our passions if they don’t include those two things?
That seems to be the one thing that has always remained the same for me… a passion for joy and love. I’m a very diverse individual, I wear a lot of hats. There are a lot of things that give me purpose, and a multitude of things I could find happiness doing. I don’t fit easily into a neat and tidy little box, and I’m totally cool with that. In all things, my passions seem driven by joy and love. And as long as you can find those two things in whatever you do, you can find peace doing just about anything.
Hows that for a long winded diatribe about, well… nothing. LOL
I’ve started this blog post a few times now, and on vastly different subjects. Clearly I’m in no shape to really be writing much of anything tonight – at least not in a cohesive fashion. So it is what it is.
What do you want to see here on nights like tonight? Do you mind these rambling “I have nothing to share” shares? Would you rather I taped my fingers together and just watched reruns of Bones or Frasier? Or should I pluck some random fb meme from my newsfeed and post that?
I’ve been posting here on an almost daily basis for a few years now… and while I love that it gives me a chance to wind down at the end of the day, I do wonder if you (my wonderful reader) would be better served by my posting a little less frequently. After all, not every post is a gem. I refer you back to the post I made a couple years ago that in it’s whole was an image of my reusable slurpee cup. LOL Clearly, not every post is a winner.
So, for my own self serving reasons I continue to post six days a week (unless I’m sick, away, or dead). But I do wonder if you’d rather see other things when I end up on one of these long-winded, winding, posts about nothing in particular. 😉 Let me know. 🙂 After all, there is a comments section.
And for something completely random, here’s a necklace I made with one of the many charms I commissioned from Nanashi-no: I now wear it to all my photoshoots. 😀
Some time ago I was telling one of my girlfriends about the fact that pink really only came to be considered a “girls colour” about 1/2 century ago. Before that it was strictly for the boys. And if you go any further back, both boys and girls wore white dresses from birth until they were seven or eight years old. The idea that pink was a gender specific colour meant only for girls is a fairly recent concept… and honestly, it’s not based on ANYTHING really.
Back when blue was for girls, it was considered airy and light: feminine. Pink was a diluted form of red, which is fierce and stern: masculine. But, if you ask me… it doesn’t matter how you slice it. Pink is just pretty, and damn it. I like it.
It has nothing to do with it being girlie or feminine. I just think it’s a pretty colour. Pastel pink, light coral, even a salmon… the colour just makes me feel good.
The idea that even colours have been paired off in this gender binary is so ridiculous in every possible way. Quite honestly, I’d like to see us go back to the days when everyone dressed their children in dresses. The white I’m not so crazy about… Back then it was all about being able to toss them into a bucket of bleach water. But the dresses? Yep. Makes sense to me. Way easier to run around in.
Where am I going with this? Honestly? I have no idea. I’m mostly just rambling. LOL I saw an article today that referenced this whole colour/gender thing and it just reminded me that I’d actually been talking about it not too long ago. Soooo… here’s the article I read today: http://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/When-Did-Girls-Start-Wearing-Pink.html But seriously, if it’s something you are interested in, there’s a ton of info out there about it. And from a feminist/human rights stand point, it’s rather interesting.
Why can’t I seem to make an actual point today? Well… my brain is a little fried. Working WAY too many hours. Thinking about WAY too many things. So, yeah. Just feeling kinda rambly. 😉