So I’ve been shaking my head lately about where this blog is going.  Sorry, we’re on a bit of a navel-gaze here, but it’s my blog and I can navel-gaze if I want to.  No wait a second, that’s pretty much all I’ve been doing, hence this post.

I can’t believe I wrote about God last time.  Not to mention all that personal dharma stuff that I mentioned publicly as a way to force myself to do them.  Do you feel used yet?  Or to quickly bring this back to me – what horrifyingly personal revelations are coming next??  It’s getting the point where I need to wait a few days to *get up the guts* to write my next post even if I know exactly what it is and have a draft sitting in WordPress. 

But it’s all good.  It’s not called “Playin’ the Edge” for nuthin’.  I want to write on the edge of my comfort zone.  It’s absolutely where the juice is.  I’d highly recommend it :-)   Why hold a tiny dental mirror up to yourself when you can stand in front of a full-length magnifying mirror.  And see all your zits in their glorious zitty splendor.  And share that with others who set up a feed because they seem to care about your zits too.  Maybe it it reminds them of their own.  And that’s the universal truth really - we’re all zitty.  So why bother hiding.

I read this post by someone writing about feeling the fear and expressing it anyways – or not, in the case of the hottie in the orange shorts.  I’m with her.  Here’s to writing from the heart and giving out your phone number more often.