Good morning, non-existent readers!
Isn't this exciting? A brand new blog! The very first post! So full of possibility, or something. I'm not going to make too much of a fuss until I've actually written something of value. See, I've learned. I used to be one of those types who will excitedly start a new project, announce it to the world, keep up with it for approximately two days and then let it fall by the wayside.
Well, citizens, I know myself better now. I am just as likely (maybe more so) to achieve success and some sense of continuation with a new project if I don't make any rules about it. Therefore I'm not going to try and update this blog on a certain day every week, or post a certain number of times a month. I'm just going to see where it goes on its own! And if that's nowhere, then I either have to try harder or spend my time doing something else.
So there you go. I suppose some sort of introduction is in order, but I'll keep it short for now. If I manage to actually build up some manner of real blog, perhaps more of an intro will happen. Ha!
I go by Fru, because it's a nickname that has become part of me over the years, and it's more interesting than my real name!
I'm not going to describe myself by occupation or age or any of the other typical descriptors that we use on an everyday basis. In fact, I'd like to get away from those a little. Does it really matter where I work? (she types imploringly, ignoring the fact that she works at a grocery store.) If you're going to judge me by my occupation then perhaps you're better off reading the blog of some successful C.E.O. or someone. To use the term "successful" subjectively, that is (that's a whole other blog post). What's important on this blog is how I see the world, and hopefully that will become self-explanatory after a while -- but, for now, I guess a couple little notes will help:
The most important things to me are, in no particular order: nature, music, friends & family, knowledge & learning, and a sense of wonder & mystery.
A sense of wonder & mystery, you scoff. What am I, some sort of naive, impractical, fairy-chasing child? Well, maybe. But that's not the point. See, one of my greatest fears is to allow the world to turn me into a cynical, grumpy, logical-to-the-point-of-being-a-robot husk. To be clear, I don't think there is anything wrong with being logical, and skeptical of things. A good amount of those traits is necessary to avoid being brainwashed by some ill-meaning third party, and to avoid the school of thought that encourages one to simply let a higher power take care of one's problems.
However, I have always been a person who is intrigued by magic & mystery, and I don't necessarily want this to change. Dreams, legends, myths, old stories and systems of belief... they all inspire me. To do what, you may ask? Well, for one, as an artist, they inspire my art. (Such as it is at the moment -- again, more on that later.) For two, they inspire an open mind, in my opinion. I perfectly respect the opinions of those who think that the world is explainable in all ways. In fact, I'm inclined to agree -- we might not know all those explanations at the moment, but there could very well be an explanation behind every mysterious happening or unexplainable feeling.
But, for me, it's more fulfilling to live with a little bit of mystery. I'm not saying I'm going to go out and start hunting Sasquatch or start up my own psychic hotline, but a little sense of wonder and excitement about the world enriches my own life.
That's one of the reasons I'm starting this blog, in fact. I'd like somewhere to write about my own beliefs and explore a bit of nature-based spirituality.
Oh, great, you say. Fru is turning into a big dumb hippie pagan and she's just about to set off on a ridiculous spiritual journey, on which she is dragging us all. She's going to start dancing naked in the woods under a full moon and wearing crystals at all times and setting up little candle-filled shrines all over her house.
That actually sounds pretty cool, heh, but don't worry -- I'm not going to dance naked in the woods. I don't have enough body heat for that. I'll at least wear a velvet cloak.
I jest, I jest. You don't have to worry. I'm not losing my head. I'm still the same person I ever was! I promise not to join a cult or start refusing medicine in favour of energy healing. See, I think that science & religion -- if handled correctly -- can coexist peacefully.
But that's another post for another time.
For now, I'll leave my introduction at that. This is a point in my life at which I feel like I have the potential to learn and grow in leaps and bounds. I've got some valuable lessons behind me that I'm able to use to my advantage, and I have come to the important realization that I am the only one who can change my life and I am the only one who can achieve happiness in my life -- a somewhat scary thought, but also comforting in a sense. It's no one else's job to make me happy or to move my life forward. Not my parents, not my lovely boyfriend, not my wonderful friends, and definitely not society as a whole -- ME!
Now, how's that for new-age hippie nonsense? I hope you get used to it, because there's going to be a good amount of new-age hippie nonsense on this blog!
This has been fun. I think I will enjoy writing in a blog again. Now if I can only keep it up...
Ta ta for now, faithful non-existent readers! I'm off to actually put some clothes on and do something productive.
