Things...

Just some random things on my mind today. No particular rhyme or reason. Just things. Writing them as they come at me. Things I think about. Things I probably think too much about. But here I am, sharing, with you. Enjoy.

People keep telling me to write. That I should be a writer. Which I find fascinating. I really don't have much to say. I just say what's on my mind. I write what I feel and I write my experiences. I write what I know. I write, and often question, what I don't know. And maybe that's what makes it good. It's just nice, to be be able to relate. That's all I do. I write the things we are all experiencing on the daily. We are all just trying to make it, in this life. Just get by, with as little grief as possible. For me, I think it's important to write from the heart. Because it's real. It's genuine. It's relate-able. And maybe that's what makes it captivating. We are all looking, on some level, to find someone or something that "gets" us. Someone to say, "Oh my, ME too!"

And because I don't want to seem boastful or equivocating, I will say that, while I have mentioned there are many who encourage my writing, I am fairly positive that there as just as many who would prefer I never write another word as long as I live.

And so I have to think to myself, if my writing can be so relate-able, can I? So, yet another challenge I lay before myself, I want to be as honest, and genuine, and forthright as my words on paper...or screen. And I think that's important. It's so easy to write something down. Something real. Something 'you'. Something that exposes us in one way or another. Because it's only in type. We can erase, delete, not send etc etc. BUT, once we've said it out loud, there is no turning back. Once we have put our thoughts/feelings/experiences into voice, there they really are. Exposing us. To the mother-lovin' core. We're so vulnerable and afraid. So for me, it has come a time to be exposed and vulnerable, and maybe, just maybe, a little fearless. It's a scary feeling. I like it...

We're only human. What's the worst that can happen? Someone won't like us? S'ok, if they don't like you for who you truly are, it was only a matter of time before they stopped liking you for your concealed self, anyways. I mean, really, that's not such a terrible thing. I think, or at least I hope, I will find myself surrounded by more sincere people. Real, salt of the earth, type people. People I can truly relate to. And for that matter, people who can truly relate to me. I think that will eliminate some of the disingenuous things in life.

While on this quest, or journey, or experiment, or challenge, or whatever it is that you want to call this. There are some things to consider. Some guide lines, if you will.

Don't be disingenuous. It's off putting.
If you don't want to be hurt unnecessarily, don't hurt people unnecessarily.
If you want people to respect you, you have to respect your self.
If you can't keep a promise to yourself, how will you one to someone else?
If you say you are going to do something, do it. Commit.
Stay open.
Stay human.

Simple. Right? LOL We'll see how this goes. Stay tuned!

Super XO