Confession #1: This is not the first time I’ve started a “personal” blog.
The last few years for me have been a bumpy journey of sorts – climbing so high I felt my head might just poke through the clouds to say hello to God. Plunging so low I wasn’t sure I’d be able to learn to walk again. This “journey” isn’t over. I suppose none of our journeys ever are. But I’m starting to see a little clarity through it all. And trying to stop calling it a “journey”… omg is that new age, self help talk or what?
First, I’ve decided to embrace what’s been a passion since I was a girl. My love of writing. I’ve put pen to paper (or more often finger to keyboard) almost every day as part of my work in marketing, and loved those tasks related to it. But all too often this creative tendency of mine, the desire to set words to feelings and thoughts, has been pushed aside. Who has time? What in the world would I write? Why would anyone care what I had to say?
I’ve followed a few bloggers (dare I say it? *MOM* bloggers.) over the last year or so. What was their secret? How did they touch so many people? You know what I think their secret is? Their top security clearance requiring secret?
Yes, folks there we have it. The secret to reaching out, to having READERS, is to WRITE something.
Is it really that simple?
I actually think it might be. So here and now I’m going to stop thinking about it, stop wondering, and start just doing. God knows I have enough to say. I talk my own ear off every day. What a load of advice I’ve got for all of you! Oh yes – do as I say, not as I DID.
So aside from the obvious attraction of alliteration (there I go again!), why the name: “Muse Me, Mama!”? Well, I’m coming to terms with being a highly creative person at heart. Yes I LOVE to create. To be inspired and inspire in turn. What better than a muse to inspire? To kick it up a notch why not turn it into a verb while I’m at it? And a nod to motherhood. It seems cliche a bit but it’s such a central part of being me that I was compelled to include it.
To be honest, I’ve been trying to think of a good name for at least a week. Because of course the name of the LAST blog I started, that went on for a grand total of one post, just wouldn’t do. (It had that word “journey” in it. Cringe.) I was doing it again. Thinking and not doing. Not WRITING. And writing was the whole point.
So I suppose the muses came to the rescue and I decided it was just time. Time to stop thinking. Time to start.
I’m not going to lie to you. I’m not 100% sure what you’ll find on this blog day after day. I’m writing this to satisfy my need. My need to write of course, but also my need and desire to reach other women, and maybe even girls. To connect. To inspire.
I have two young daughters, and yes I am doing this for them too. What better way to teach your daughter to follow their hearts, to listen to their inner selves and become all they are born to be than to SHOW them. To try. To do what your heart longs to do and be the woman you know you can be.
If you are interested in tagging along, I’d love to have you, and to hear from you.