I am the Queen of disjointed thinking. I like your hat! :-D

Is that grammatically correct?  I don’t know.  Despite winning awards for my writing, I feel I’m actually quite bad at it…
Anyway, what do I want this blog to be about?  I don’t really know.  So many things have happened in the weeks since I last wrote.

I could write about my trip to Maryborough for my recent 23rd birthday, but the previous incarnation of this blog is so full of my travel stories that I’m sure my avid readers are sick of them (hey!  I could have avid readers!  You don’t know!).
I could write about how the world’s women are getting ugly-skinny, which is near and dear to my heart as a lover of all things beautiful, especially healthy, plump women, and also as a bulimia survivor, but I fear I will swear and rant, and that is not helpful, nor fun to read.
I could blog about my recent prayer day, and in fact I think I will.  Hey!  Don’t leave yet!  I haven’t started.  If you don’t like it after you actually know what it’s about, then you can leave.
I don’t pray in the way normal people do, because I’m not sure what I’m praying to.  Some people call it God, I call it Whatever It May Be (short form is “It”).  I really don’t know what It is.  For I while I considered that It may even be science.  Science explains things, but what created science?  I have arrived at the conclusion that It is whatever created science, It is the reason there are waves to roll onto the shore, and not just the force that pulls the water.  So anyway, I went to the sea shore for my prayer day, so as I could meditate on the movement of the water.  I call it a prayer day, but I really don’t pray.  I think, and this is the same to me.  I send out love, and I feel I get love in return.  I send out positive thoughts, and I feel they take the space of someone else’s negative thoughts (our thoughts cancel each other out and become nothing, but if more people send out positive thoughts, then the positive thoughts will become the most abundant).  I think about my friends and family who haven’t been well, and I hope they are feeling better, but mostly I just let myself feel like one very small part of the Universe, and I enjoy that feeling.
This used to be a regular thing for me, but I realised the other day that I haven’t had a prayer day since I lived in Maryborough.  I knew I just had to have one on the sea shore.  I will try to do this regularly.  Personally, I think it’s a very nice way to spend the day, but then I am a dirty, smelly hippie…

I’m currently “trapped” in Maryborough.  On Monday, when I was supposed to go home, I was sick.  I had my train moved to Wednesday (today), but the train track is flooded, so I’m here til Friday.  When I finally get home, I’ll have another prayer day.

Signed with love,

The Pretty Kitty


Comments on: "But what about to blog?" (1)

  1. Yay, I’ve finally found you again. Glad to see you blogging again sweety xo.

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