Julie and Julia...brought me back to blog. Supportive friends showed me I should stay.

Watching the cute movie brought my thoughts back to this blog so I decided to check back in and patch into my creative Psyche again.  When I got here I was surprised to find the most heart warming and supportive comments left by some new friends.
When I put the blog together I threw it up to see if it would stick lol
So now I think I should put some thought into personalizing it.  I think my artwork is beautiful but it doesn't connect with this path so my first step is to redesign this home and make it reflect my blog.
Having POTS (Dysautonomia), I have many casualties.  My old nemesis has an endless hunger for what it will devour and creativity seems to be the first one to go.
Exhaustion feeds on creativity like a rabid werewolf in the moonlight!  So we'll see what we get.

It is a little un-nerving to jump into these waters for a person who has done such a fabulous job at hiding her inner-most and even sometimes outer-most soul for a life time -- BUT -- I  have reluctantly been drawn into the world of blogging.  Don't get me wrong I know it is a good thing -- a growth thing.
A wonderful lady I met on face book - Michelle - gave me the strength to do this when I visited her blog through a face book post (my favorite internet home) I saw on a group page for POTS.  http://bobisdysautonomia.blogspot.com/
She was beautifully and perfectly imperfect.  Living with the same disorder I do but somehow doing it with more grace and acceptance than I had been able to find.
I thought she was so funny and brave to go online for the world to see all of her weaknesses!  WHAT!!??

Then there is another face book friend of mine who has written a book that I can not wait to read and he is hilarious!  Ricky is one of the people I have added to my inspiration list this year.  I would have added him regardless of his having Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy but that fact just makes his story all the more sweet to me.  His strength and positive outlook is an inspiration to me.  https://www.facebook.com/RidiculousTheBook
So I started to think that maybe it was time now that I have hit my 40's years to allow myself to be more open.  To let others -- strangers even -- in to see my vulnerable side. <quivering>

My mom has worked hard to get me to take this step of course as any good mom does and my friend Julie "the Queen" has also been instrumental in pushing me into accepting the fact that I am a straight up mess and that is OK!
So all of this work to get Niki to accept herself for less than perfect has tipped the pot.  I am a blogger now!
When I log on I am sure I will be nervous and waiting for comments from people like the ones that appear on youtube.  You know the ones who only want to break someone down and make them cry for sport.  I accept that challenge because for years I have been trying to teach my son to accept himself for who he is and I have been living a double life because I have not accepted my own physical disability as a part of who I am.

I don't show people I am sick...they will hurt me.
I don't allow the pain to show...it is weakness.


This idea of being vulnerable is very foreign to a German heritage woman who's favorite motto is, "TOUGHEN UP!!"  although if I look back I can clearly see how life created that motto not I.  I have been sick most of  my life and it has made it's mark on my soul.  I am different.  Not always for the better but nonetheless different.
I am the wounded animal under the bush trying not to be seen by the predators who want nothing more to tear her apart and spread her heart around to feast on.

I am not a writer.
I usually don't speak up at parties -- except for the half dozen or so soap box issues that I feel confident enough in voicing my opinion.  So why in the world would I venture onto a blog?
I guess if you care to read along with me we will find out together!