Thursday, December 11, 2014

Who Reads This Stuff?

There are times when I feel severely unqualified for, well, everything. Despite my best efforts, sometimes it seems that I am not getting anywhere.

I haven't sewn a single stitch since Monday. I really want to. Heck, I need to since I am rapidly approaching a deadline. But now I am a wife and mother and my time is not my own. I am now the glue that holds the family together and at times I am simply amazed that anyone is still alive. How on earth did they survive before I came along to dole out required medicines, cook regular meals, and make sure bills got paid before service is cut off? And since they obviously DID survive before I came into the picture, why the hell am I doing so much work?

It's a bit of a dilemma, this wanting to share my life but not wanting to reveal the 900 failures before I finally got something right.

What would it be like if someone interviewed me? If someone was searching for real Witch, I'm pretty sure I'd make us look bad.

Interviewer: "So you're a practicing Witch?"
Me: "Yes!"
Interviewer: "You cast spells?"
Me: "Yes!"
Interviewer: "Magic really does work?"
Me: "Yes!"
Interviewer: "How?"
Me: "Uh. I, mmmm, it's hard to explain."
Interviewer: "Can you do a spell now?"
Me: "Yes!"
Interviewer: "When will we see the results?"
Me: "I don't know."
Interviewer: "How do you know it will work?"
Me: "I just know."
Interviewer: "Can you give an example of magic working for you?"
Me: "Ah. Um, oh! I can manifest things!"
Interviewer: "Things appear without effort?"
Me: "No, I do some work. Manifestations is more about opening the path so that things can come to you..."
Interviewer: "Then it's not magic."
Me: "Is too!" [indignant pout]

See? You wouldn't want to read my blog. If you saw my house right now, you probably wouldn't believe I can keep a clean house. If you saw my sewing machine gathering dust, you wouldn't think I had any skills.

I suppose I could post successful ventures. But then I'd only blog once a year.

5 comments:

Chrysalis said...

No you would only make us "look bad" to someone who was looking for someone who is pretending to be a witch. Anyone who is really working with magic in any real way understands that there is no instant anything, that failure is an absolute part of success and that the journey is just as important, if not more important than the destination. The process works because it is fueled by our passions and our energies as much as anything that else that the average person can look up on the internet. I think you represent it just fine. And my house is a mess too. Come to think of it, my life frequently looks like a mess as well. It's not that we don't know how to keep it together, it's that we get pulled in other directions, called by our craft, distracted by a book, or simply sucked in by life. I love your blog! Please keep writing.

Chrysalis said...

Clarify: My life looks like a mess as well as my house, not as well as YOUR life. Your life doesn't look like a mess at all. See, witches can't write clearly either! Well this one can't!

elizabeth said...

No doubt there are many of us who read your blog silently, enjoying the stories you relate and the advice you offer. Please do not think for one moment that you go unread and unheard! As a long time reader, I have learned so much from your well-planned tutorials. I have sought inspiration by watching you battle with diabetes. I have laughed and sobbed with you as you have shared details of your family struggles. And, I have lauded your successes-- albeit from afar.
So, in response to your question, I'd like to step out, state that "I'm a reader!" and wave hello.

FreeDragon said...

Thank you

Jeanne said...

From one blogger to another, just because comments are not made does not mean that the blog is not read. I have over 300 followers and yet I will only get a few comments on each post. Do not let this discourage you! I am often a Lurker and not a Commenter.
You give forth a wealth of information on your blog. And show the rest of us, that despite the adversities which life can throw out there, a person can achieve happiness and fulfillment.
When I first began my journey in Art, I felt frustrated because other Artists I knew never said anything about their failures. I automatically assumed that everything they made came out perfect the first time. And here I was struggling through failures and disappointments. Was I ever wrong! These other Artists had just as many "oopses" as I did, they just never said anything about it. I think speaking of our failures and "Oops' moments makes us more Human and more real. And persevering through those moments also inspires others to do the same.
I enjoy my visits to your little corner of the blog-o-sphere. They are refreshing and inspiring. ♥