As Is, huh . . .
The thing that makes someone interesting is not specifically what they do, but what they do is how we decide if they are interesting to us.
I'm not talking about their job or profession, but about their expressions throughout their day of what they want and how they think and feel; about the choices folk make for entertaining and maintaining themselves.
The thing which makes blogging desirable for me, is how simple it is for me to splatter my thoughts electronically across pages, in ways which give some kind of form to occurrences within my mind that excite or intrigue me. It's a forum in which I can express myself in a way which I believe is attractive of others with whom I would to be surrounding myself.
But it all hinges - whom I want to attract; how I choose to attract them; which desires I'm trying to satisfy via the process - all of it hinges upon how I experience the seconds of my life going by from within my own and singular mind; as is.
Jayne posted on something I find and lose with some frequency throughout my life: allowing oneself to experience whatever they are feeling to a full extent. Whether it's a High or a Low, acknowledging its existence is the only way to either benefit from it or be able to alleviate the worst of it through developing an understanding of what is needed to do so. I see in today's quote the same meaning.
There can be no change from an undesirable position, if one doesn't realise how cental is that position to every other direction available to them. To do so and expect to find what one wants, is to run blindly and hope for Luck and delusions to provide what one needs.
On the other side of that coin though, it's equally apparent that one can waste far too much of their time just thinking about the alternative directions or - worse yet - the apparent lack of directional optionals available to them.
Time for me to start doing again. It's so freaking exhausting being what I am inside my mind, that I'm gonna have to get some help; again. This time, I promise myself that I won't abandon that help if I get to a place that feels good, but which my helper is warning me about and which my intellectual - as opposed to my emotional - self is in agreement with them.
Emotions aren't the enemy. Some of mine are simply far too well nurtured for me to do anything but give in to them without outside assistance. Blogging definitely helps, but now it's time to add that something else.
namas te and L8r amigas y 'migos