Inspirational Blogger Award

I was meandering through the spam and fluff mail last night when I noticed an email from Anewwe saying s/he nominated me for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. To say the least, I was flattered and stunned at the same time. I haven't been blogging on Wordpress for long, in fact, I just moved from Tumblr. I can say though that the nomination is appreciated as inspiring readers is one of my goals alongside simply being myself through penned chaos.

 So again, thank you Anewwe! And, Please check out Anewwe's blog!

 

7 Things about Me

 I adore the color green. Something about the subtle hues of a Paris Green to the chroma of an Emerald Green, regardless of tint or shade I simply cannot look anywhere without recognizing the color and its endless placement on Earth.

I am a coffee junkie. I am enamored with the scent of coffee and the way it ushers me from bed, clearing the haze. Hot or cold weather is of no consequence, I drink it year round. The one drawback is I am not an elitist coffee drinker. I've no need for Starbucks and the likes. Give me a Mr. Coffee coffeemaker and a pack of Folgers and I'm content.

I devour books. Reading has always been an escape of mine alongside writing. I love meeting new characters, spying on their lives, judging their actions, and living within their realm. Oh, and the convenience! To be able to take a book anywhere and prop it open and escape is a dream. The only thing that can damage it is the water but if you're a true book lover this matters little, you know a way to dry the book out. So different from technology based books, don't you think?

I am an INFJ. For those who don't know, an INFJ is the rarest personality type, affecting less than 1.5% of the world's total population. INFJs are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Judging. INFJs are known as the protector.  I sit in good company with Gandhi who was also an INFJ. INFJs tend to be gentle, caring, complex, artistic and creative. They also value order and hidden meanings. Now, do not mistake the INFJ as a loner or shy because they most certainly are genuinely warm hearted with those they know and trust.

I have OCD. My OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) centers around order and symmetry. I like and need things to be aligned, symmetrical, and just so to feel at ease. When I see chairs out of place, crooked pictures, or messy houses I cringe and do one of two things fix it or walk away/leave if it is not my home. Further, I have what is known as GPS which falls under the OCD spectrum. Grammatical Pedantry Syndrome. Pedantry is common within OCD. In this, the sufferer must correct speech or fastidiously follow rules. Basically, I am a Grammar Nazi.

I watch the History Channel nearly every evening. I love learning about ancient civilizations and discoveries. Some of my favorite shows are: Brad Meltzer's Decoded, Ancient Aliens, and America's Book of Secrets. "Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it." ~Santayana

I love Willow Trees. I love weeping willows and it has been my long-standing dream to write a novel while under the fronds of the tree. There is something intrinsically romantic and relaxing about the Willow Tree that simply cannot be denied.Coincidentally, these trees happen to be gifted with green leaves, hehe.

Now for my 15 Nominations I'll say only this: I nominate them because their writing and creativity speak to me on a level above regurgitated ick and nonsensical fluff. So thank you nominees for giving me great blogs and authors to follow!

My 15 Nominees

 - Trinity -

Anonmigirl

Hurdles to Happiness

Poetry by Skull

Poetry on a Roll

Allmost relevant

Writings of a Mrs

Mostly Bright Ideas

Words Like Silk

Living Thoreauly

Script of Life

Typically Totally Me

Medicated Words

The Course of Our Seasons

Ironic Mom

Congrats to the nominees, and may you all experience penned chaos!

 

~DivineChaos

 

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I am

I am most times not who or what people think I am.

Set aside your preconceived notions.

Look deeper than the superficial.

Find the complex soul that lays beneath.

I simply am.

~DivineChaos

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Displays

I saw this picture today while doing some picture surfing this morning. It is a picture from National Geographics 2013 Picture contest, still ongoing. It resonated with me in three deep, yet different ways.

Firstly, the grandeur and beauty is apparent. You simply can not miss it. Yet how often in our everyday lives do we allow our natural gifts to simply be what they are and display them? I am talking about display for no personal gain, simply being who we are and displaying it with no apologies. Without wondering who is staring at us or judging us. Without even knowing ourselves that we are displaying that divine spark which is the essence of who we are.

Secondly, how often do we as humans put on a display to mask the trueness of who we are due to fear of myriad things? We walk into a room with a grin painted across sanguine lips to belie our inner feelings of not being welcome of fitting in. We talk loudly to drown out the greatness of others which might somehow reveal our own inferiority. We talk loud to be the center of attention because we crave it.

Or the displays we put out into the world to make and keep friends? The displays to not be stigmatized by homosexuality, HIV, poverty, homelessness, lack of education, past abuses, mental and mood disorders, etc. The display to appear we have the happiest marriage and homelife?  The display we are better than our actions and choices.

Or how about, when we put on  display the list of issues in our lives in search of sympathy and pity? The parental displays of helicoptering where we pretend to be a parent we just simply cannot be every moment of the day? The display of apologies for our friends, families, and children when we feel they are being judged and by extension, us as well.

Other displays are familiar to us all. The person who won’t say no because they so want to be liked or wish to appear to be doing more than the next. The person who displays mock friendship yet waits with baited breath for you to leave.

Of course there are those who display for what appear to be selfless reasons but the display of them actually negates their good. Such as, how one is greener than the next or one is more zen than the next, and so on. The very display of what are good intentions many times are simply negated by verbalizing them.

Last but certainly not list, it made me consider what I want to display to myself, my husband, my children, my friends, my co workers, society, and the world. I won’t sit here and tell you I’ve now written out this fabulous list of my new displays but it has created an internal dialogue where I am considering what I do or do not wish to display each day. I think it’s an important conversation to have with one’s self and perhaps once I have a deeper handle on the displays I wish to show and those I wish to go, I won’t feel as though I am on display but rather displaying the me I am meant to be.

I want to get to a place where I and this world need not even know the word display. There will be no displays because we will have accepted the  strengths and weaknesses of ourselves and humanity. In that we display without knowledge and that my friend is a trait and ability worth striving towards. I think it will be worth the journey.

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God laughs

I have heard it said that, “If you wish to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”

I distinctly heard a low rumbling which then turned into a full belly laugh disguised as thunder just before the power went off at 11:15 pm. This was met by a sudden onset of screaming by panicked (and over-reacting) children. This was, of course, met by sighs, huffs, and colorful expletives on my end.

Morning Already?

So another day is upon me.  I lay in bed for a few moments enjoying that hazy space between want to get up and have to get up. My miniature tiger lay perched over my right shoulder, sending a gentle vibrational hum through my frame. The television I fall asleep to is still on and pushing snippets of the early morning news into my mind. I am not completely coherent.  I don’t want to be coherent yet. I want to lie in bed and enjoy the fog that precedes full cognizance.

And It Begins...

So, I have been putzing about Tumblr for awhile now. My original intention was to of course begin a blog however, every time I attempted to begin a post I would second guess myself and my ideas and just head on back to my {safe} Facebook page. Well virtual Tumblr world, I am here and to my amazement {finally!} this blank white text box is being violated with my intention via words written in a classic font.