Welcome to my blog. If you’re expecting (as you quite reasonably might) a blog about Reiki, Tarot, and/or kooky spirituality, you’ll be disappointed at least half of the time. If you’re expecting a blog that has any kind of coherence in tone, theme, or content, you’ll be disappointed all of the time. In fact, it’s probably best that you don’t even read this blog at all. If you do, I suggest you approach it as you would that cliché box of chocolates, not knowing what yer gonna get. Case in point: I’m suddenly reminded of an ex-boyfriend and his pals who would send each other pictures of their latest dumps (yes, the kind that you make in the toilet). Approach this blog as you would your latest dump: with a mixture of trepidation and fascination. Know that although I am shy-ish, I do not shy away from the crass. But don’t expect crass, either. Don’t expect to be fascinated. Expect nothing.
You can expect that at some point I’ll talk about my thoughts on energy healing, angels, aliens, miracles, channeling, the astral plane, etc. (to paraphrase Kanye, I’m weird and I do weird shit). You can expect a book review now and then, maybe, or maybe juicy details about my relationship. Don’t expect juicy details about my relationship; that’s not what this blog is about, and I value my relationship. Maybe, in the end, this blog is mostly about me figuring out life on this planet and, in that sense, about radical self-acceptance. Yes, that sounds good: radical self-acceptance. We all need to work on squashing the voices that tell us to zip it, that no one needs to hear that. If I listened to those voices, you wouldn’t be reading this (and wouldn’t that make you sad?). Those voices give PowerPoint lectures similar to the excerpt below.
Reasons Not to Start a Blog
· Why start yet one more thing that you’ll probably give up after a few weeks?
· You don’t have enough ideas yet. You should write at least a month’s worth of posts ahead of time so you have time to revise them over and over before you publish them.
· People might read it.
· If people read it, they’ll lose all confidence in your healing ability. A healer is calm, bland, and serene. A healer expresses only love. A healer would never, for example, reference “dumps.”
· You have no theme. Blogs need themes!
So there you have it. This blog is about me ignoring those voices.
The thing is, once you decide to ignore one set of voices, another set clamors in: the voices of ideas. These are not necessarily good ideas, mind you. They’re just ideas. For example, when I began to think seriously about a blog, I tried to think of a good title for it. The challenge of titling an un-themed blog is another potential reason to not write a blog at all. Having some self-esteem left after the idea-voices kick out titles like the ones below? That’s a miracle.
They Call Me Cindy. (This was also the title of my 8th grade autobiography, and it shames me to this day.)
My Extra Bits. (I believe in muses. I also believe that some of them are tricksters.)
This Week in Cindy. (I might reserve this one on the off-chance I get pregnant.)
Jet-Pack Warrior. (I have no idea. Like a jet-pack warrior, this one came out of nowhere.)
Blogged Down In Flotsam. (While this has many excellent literary qualities, it is the worst title in the world.)
A Blog. (We reach it at last: resignation.)
For now, the blog will remain untitled. And that’s okay. Radical self-acceptance, right?
Next time on [Title: TBD]: Trees, a book that made me angry, more title ideas, or something else. Expect nothing.