I recently started using this thing on my phone that tells me when it's time to go to bed and then wakes me up AT THE SAME TIME EVERY DAY. This does not seem very cool to me. I also recently started attempting to eat 3 meals EVERY DAY and simplifying my wardrobe to include 30 items. Again, not earning huge cool points. The items I've chosen seem a bit simplistic, plus this seems to be a popular trend, and 3 meals a day seems like it might get a lil' bit boring especially seei
I am going to perform in a couple of months. This has me living in what I like to call, "the excruciating in-between" (or what Pema Chodron, who is more gentle than I am, calls, "the shaky tenderness"). I'm between excited and terrified the possible outcomes of a complete failure or a mind-blowing success what I dream of creating and what I am actually able to create This doesn't go away. This will not go away after I finish my performance. There will be no switch. I will not
As I create an identity for my new 3 in 1 blog I am still thinking about the idea of "weird but not too weird." There's the part of me that says, be weird, let your freak flag fly. There's the other part of me that says, we have to play the game, put on the pant suit, and conform. ***Thought: Are these two versions of a similar thing? A question I will not indulge in at this time.*** To the LET YOUR FREAK FLAG FLY part of me I say, cool. Great. Yes. We need you in the world.
I am slowly migrating all three of my websites into one. I believe I created each one of them in the hopes of not being "too weird" to the people that I was communicating with. And as I arrive here at a, fingers crossed, final resting place (but not in the dead way), I am racked with WHO SHOULD I BE and WHAT IS MY VOICE and HOW THE HECK CAN I BE USEFUL. Plus, the pressure is mounting as this blog post is THE FIRST STEP. THE FIRST STEP is always a bit wobbly and weird looking,