Bohemian B’s Beat

Keeping it real

You just have to love the beautiful and diverse country we live in. Liquorice all sorts have nothing on us. We have a colourful collection of different cultures and traditions. There are so many different and acceptable means and ways of practically any and all scenarios imaginable, from daily living to the more serious issues, like politics and religion ( hold your horses....relax, I will not be rambling on about the ‘issues we do not speak of’, not today anyway....)

You would think that being the rainbow nation we are and living in the country of opportunity and diversity, people would be a little less offended by things that, well one shouldn't be offended by.

We are so easily offended by Face Book posts, Pieces of art, people displaying affection, something someone said.....and the list goes on and on and (Bored yawn) on.  We live in our perfect little (or not so little) glass houses with perfectly manicured lawns (often nails as well) in our ‘perfect’ little world, we work way too hard to create and maintain the ‘illusion’ of the perfect people we are.

We smile and wave at all the right people at the right time, but only if you are privileged enough to belong to the Keeping-up-with-the-Joneses’ club. However, should you belong to the ‘hall-of-shame’ club; you will be frowned upon and not waved at but rather shooed away, by the same perfectly charming Team Joneses. And why? Probably because there is something about Team Shame which is offensive. Perhaps team shame members don’t have perfectly mowed lawns (or nails), are not employed at a ‘high end’ companies or (the horror) not employed at all......or whatever other reason imaginative minds can summon up. 

But here’s a thought though, maybe we should rather be offended by war, poverty, greed, injustice, abuse, corruption and (and, same as above, the list goes on and on and on).  maybe, and this is just a thought, we should climb off our high horses, get our head’s out of the clouds and stop the game of charades and rather keep it real......makes you think, doesn't it?

Probably all useless thoughts, ramblings and suggestions.......use it, loose it.......the choice is yours.

And on that happy note, I bid you farewell till next week.

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B

" Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. Who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. Fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love. "

- Unknown

I believe I can Fly…….no really…

So here I am, fighting the war zone of a battle field in my mind, wondering how on earth I got here…… again.  Have you ever been in one of the happiest places you’ve ever been, feeling as if you are ‘king of the mountain’ and finally, after waiting for what seemed like your entire life for this moment, it starts to fade, leaving you struggling with the question, “ how did this just happen?”  Well I did.

Now, if you have ever wondered what the master of misery looks like, who the professional “wallow in self-pity party planner is, (with all the bells and whistles!) ………well, that would be me. So there I was slipping down the narrow spiral slope of “woe is me-syndrome”. No shinny fairy lights to light my way, no red carpet welcoming, no choir rejoicing with me in my misery, not even a hint of glitter, or anything shiny for that matter. Slipping further and further, feeling darker and drearier when it hit me……hard…….

I wasn’t about to lose the “me” I had just discovered, nor was I been plucked from the journey of my un-becoming…….this WAS my metamorphosis period.  This WAS my transition phase. This WAS my un-becoming.  

Alright, I can just picture the confused expression on your face as you try and decipher what on earth I’m trying to tell you as you read this. Let me explain……

Before the butterfly becomes the butterfly it has to struggle to free itself from the cocoon which has kept it snuggle safe and warm in preparation for what is still to come.  Once it is time for the butterfly to…well …flutterby, this colourful creation has to STRUGGLE it-self free from the cocoon.  This struggling process strengthens the butterfly’s wings.  And as she expels herself from her ‘safe haven’ of a cocoons…….she can soar ( and I say soar, instead of flutter as this butterfly is way too big to merely ‘flutter’) on STRONG wings, capable of carrying her wherever her little heart desires. Allowing her the freedom to BE the colourful creation she was meant to be and to continue along her magnificent rainbow coloured journey through life.

I got it……( thankfully….) What I was experiencing and defined as a struggle, was but mare preparation to strengthen my wings for all the wonders yet to come……..( a definite “AHA” moment with a deserved and satisfying sigh of relief…..)

 I am, in actual fact, not losing a thing, not being plucked from my’rose garden’, and most definitely not losing ME………I am only but becoming more of ME ………look out world, there is more to come!!

Till next time

Glitter greetings and all things shiny

Bohemian B

Here's an interesting thought.......

" Always remember that you are absolutely unique.......Just like everybody else"

Bohemian B’s Beat

I think, therefore I am dangerous

We all know the rhyme about positive thinking and how your thoughts can determine your situation, your mood and ultimately your outcome. I know this all too well, even proven it to myself a couple of times, however with my many colourful voices busying themselves in my mind constantly, I can honestly say, “I think, therefore I am dangerous”. 

For some time now I have been battling the ‘battlefield in my mind’, so to speak, trying to combat the negative thoughts and replace them with positive ones. This however, is often easier said than done though, especially for someone with a rainbow coloured, selection of personalities, such as myself.  Just as I think that I’ve managed to accomplish the ‘thinking’ task and gain control over its (often ludicrous) pattern, another one of ‘me’ runs with a new and improved variety of the same dangerous thought. So ultimately, what I find myself doing, is my other favourite word, procrastinate.  I put off ‘changing my train of thought’ until later, only later comes... well too late. By then this dangerous thought has grown arms (with hairy armpits) and legs (with knobbly knees) and a whole new personality of its own and before you know it, what started out as a negative thought is now a fully fledged, problematic character infiltrating my personal space bubble which could have been avoided, had I just practiced a very simple exercise,a friend recently suggested.

Talk to myself, at first I wondered if he had ever known me at all throughout our 20-year friendship. After all, an almost lifelong friend should know that my talking to myself normally CREATES the problem, how on earth could it possibly solve one?You see, talking to myself has generally never been a problem for me, people often have the entertaining pleasure of observing me having full on conversations with myself, arguments even at times, but it is not often that you will hear me distinctively reprimand myself. However, this is exactly what he suggested I do, STOP myself by saying something as simple as, “ Bohemian B, will you STOP and LISTEN to what you are thinking!” or “ Stop this irrationally dangerous thought pattern immediately” and then, instead of trying to turn the negative thought into something ‘prettier’, rather think of something completely different. In other words, stop giving this unwelcome and negative thought power.

As it so happens, apparently I can think up something without even realizing what I’m doing ( yes, I’m sure I’m the only person to ever do this and you have no idea what I’m talking about) but once I’ve spoken the words out loud, I realize how absolutely absurd the thought actually is!As my stepson so aptly put it tonight during a conversation: “at first it is just a thought, but if you think about it a bit longer it becomes a bit of a problem and then if you think about it even longer it becomes an obstacle in your path, eventually if you continue thinking about it, it becomes a bad situation which eventually starts eating away at you and ultimately becomes an obsession”. Well there you have it, once again I learn a valuable lesson from one of my children. And surely if my kids can grasp this basic principal, my many “me’s” should be able to get it as well... being older and “wiser” (haha yeah right). So, please don’t be alarmed should you ever witness me reprimanding myself severely, this will only be Bohemian B “turning her frown, up-side down”. Until next week!

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B

Whats on my mind.......mmmm....ok, I'll tell you whats on my mind. with me, what you see is what you get. I believe what i believe and say what I feel.....maybe to much so, like now for instance, I will probably get crucified for this this, but that has never stopped me before...maybe, just maybe...before posting your little Liewe Jesus messages you should ask your self, do I walk the walk or just talk the talk?  Before proclaiming your belief system to the world consider who exactly you are trying to convince, yourself maybe? you post your liewe Jesus messages for the world to see, however you have no shame in meddling g in other peoples business......or other peoples relationships.  wow, that really makes you an up standing person.  if i were you i'd rather be ashamed and refrain from posting anything that may come back and bite you in the ass.......just the ramblings of my mind.  should you feel this is aimed at you, perhaps then another question for yourself is in order, such as why am I taking this post so personally.......? there is an age old saying that says, "If the shoe fits....."     once again i must stress, just the ramblings of my own mind, if this was aimed at one specific person I would tag you in it.......but i have rather directed this at whom ever this shoe may fit.......
Glitter greetings ( and all things shiny)
Bohemian B

Bohemian B’s Beat

Un-Becoming

Whilst sorting through my overloaded memory bank this week, contemplating my topic for this column, I realized with horror that my ‘filing system’ was in complete disarray.  After, once again, severely reprimanding myself for the umpteenth time, to ‘sort myself out’ and focus on my journey to becoming… What?  And right then and there, each one of my colourful personalities came up with a thousand questions concerning my life’s journey. Don’t get me wrong, I know who I am and am completely content with the knowledge of this, however, where is my life’s journey taking me and what am I supposed to ‘become?’Societies over baring and hollow voice ringing in my ears as with every thought, the voices in my busy mind map out a bunch of ‘escape routes’ in the hope of reaching a successful answer/solution.  Should I proceed with option A or rather progress towards option B? Perhaps option C would be the easiest route to follow, but then I might miss out on the exciting adventure option D could have in store…and all this to answer a simple question, what do I ‘become’ as I continue along my life’s path.  MY Journey to becoming… well, what?And there it was, right in front of me, starring me in the face, it was in the air I breathe, it was in the breeze rustling the few autumn leaves left on the almost bare trees in my garden.  The answer I had read not so long ago and I never realized it was the answer to a pending question which would be worn heavily in the very near future.

   The answer is simply this: Perhaps the journey isn’t all about ‘becoming’ anything.  Maybe it’s about ‘un-becoming’ everything that isn’t really me. Things that have been attached to me by people’s words, societies expectations and perhaps even my own (often negative) thought patterns.  You see, if I un-become all these ‘branded’ suggestions, descriptions, labels and pre-determined expectations, then I can rather just BE who I was meant to be in the first place – ME!

In conclusion, along my journey of life I am not becoming anything more or better than just me.  I am rather un-becoming so that I can confidently and freely just BE the ME I was meant to be before ‘someone’ decided that I Had to BECOME anything other than who I am.

Till next week then, same time, same place.

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B