Mojo and me…
If you know me in Real Life (IRL) you will already know I am not nearly as calm as I might appear on this blog.
I am very, VERY normal, somewhat forgetful, a little bit stubborn and while I enjoy a good debate, I really dislike arguments. I do like to think I am a positive, mostly-happy person who has (over the years) come to terms with her many shortcomings (way too boring to list here).
Someone recently asked me how I find my ‘mojo’. (I adore the word mojo don’t you? There are many definitions, but my version of it’s meaning is: the state of that inner peace and contentment we all seek.)
Now my mojo comes and goes, but I admit that at least some of it comes through blogging – I definitely find some sense of order and peace by filtering out the negativity (that seems to be part of everyone’s lives, including mine) and distilling the wonderful. Sometimes I need to be reminded of the wonderful, even though it’s really all around me. Blogging is my distilling time, my ‘me’ time and I always walk away feeling better.
Can you just FEEL the nasty sliding away into that reflection?
The hint of rainbows to come peeking through groves of soft-wrapped trees…
Golden glows through living art…
Ludicrous lolling tongue of silly, deaf, lovable hound.
Works for me. Hope you walk away feeling a tiny bit better for the visit.
PS What give YOU your mojo?