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Dear friend,
I mentioned on the last post, that I’d been considering naming these posts after the songs currently running through my head. So here you go… the Nordic song that’s been covered by a million people… but I made a “Dark and Stormy Sea” playlist that features it, both in English, and in Old Norse, so it keeps getting stuck in our heads.
I meant to post this sooner, but I’ve been trying really hard to get a blog up and running… and I’d hoped to announce it’s completion with this post. But I had a lot of struggling… do I go back to VA work? Do I transition to social media management? What about the art that I want to be doing? Can I share it, even if I haven’t found my voice yet?
Then I thought it would be nice to start a blog talking about my move towards slow living, but I have reservations about completely attaching myself to the “movement”. I’ve seen people discussing issues with the extremism it can take… where they feel like they can’t move more quickly, because they’re supposed to be “living slowly”, or they can’t fly to Europe, because it’s not ecologically friendly enough.
So here’s what I’ve settled on… though it’s not officially here yet. I’m starting a blog about living from a place of intentionality… about embracing the warm, and the beautiful, and magical in this life. In a world that is becoming simultaneously stand-offish, and slickly technologically (glossy self-checkouts, and a global AI obsession), I want to reclaim the joy of intimate gatherings, and human connection.
Going in this direction gives me space to talk about all the things I love, and all the directions I may go, or plan to go. Wellness, parenting, beauty, homemaking… art.
Because of course I can share my art before I find my voice… you’ll be here with me, coming along for the ride, as I try different things out, and take different classes. And someday, in the not too distant future, when I start seeing little glimpses of something uniquely mine, we’ll both be able to track this crazy journey, and see where it all began.
So there we are. A sort of non-announcement announcement. Coming soon, and all that jazz.
May the Piranha Plants not get you, on the way to Peach’s castle,
Mandy Sue