My first blog post . . .
Today I give you my first blog for my new website. It’s a long time coming. I’ve been slacking on the writing front but I went to bed last night inspired to write and I allowed myself time this morning to do just that. I’m going to get back into that “routine” again. I am a writer. I love it. It feeds my creative soul.
Enjoy this, my freaky darlings… It’s from the top of my head. (most of my musings are)
When I just let it all go it’s this odd feeling of freedom. It’s something I’m not used to. I guard myself so often. It’s what I’m used to. It’s what I was raised to do. Don’t act out. Don’t speak out. Don’t do too much. Don’t make a scene. It’s funny when I do. I almost feel like someone else. Perhaps I need another persona… but that’s another tale.
I let myself do that this past weekend in Dallas and it was liberating. I know that some people were very surprised at this side of me but I haven’t felt that kind of happiness since I was a small girl at my grandpa’s side.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I made NO scenes this past weekend. I just allowed myself to let down this frozen Queen Elsa like shield of appropriateness I hold around myself and it was a lot of fun. I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t hurt anyone’s feelings. I didn’t go screaming from the rafters that I am the Queen and you must obey me (but damn that would be fun)! I just didn’t let myself be too politically correct. I realized that because of this world we have made for ourselves we let those people who truly misbehave and annoy us believe that they are okay in their behaviors. They think that since no one acts like they are doing anything wrong than they must be okay. Well, they are wrong.
There are certain codes in this world we live in that should be abided by. Respect your elders, my children. Be polite. Speak when spoken to. Don’t make a scene. Don’t make a fuss. Give props where they are due. Don’t act as if you are entitled to a damn thing… because you AREN’T! This world owes you nothing. Be nice. Do not do things that would allow people to consider you a Diva. No one in our world has earned that title. Work hard. Know that there is always someone who can replace you. Be generous. Don’t be fake. Do not poach someone else’s work. Be you. It’s all anyone has the time and the energy for.
Yes, Momma Apple is on a roll. Good morning. I hope you’ve had your coffee (or whatever morning bevvie of your choosing)!
From the core,