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6 Perfect quotes on perfection

Perfection. It’s been somewhat of my theme for the year. This ideal of perfection, holds us back in our creative endeavours, our relationships, our goals, and our self-compassion. Perfection, very often is a shackle of fear. So as I look over my blog and social media for the year, here are some quotes I came across.

“It all does not need to be perfect.”

From the my post titled, to the blog posts I did not write. It’s this little poem which prompted me to look at my creative outlet a little less critical.

Eventually, I realized that the criticism in my internal chatter is not just limited to this blog. Neither is that of many other people.

“You are perfect to me”

Pink from the song Perfect, which I featured on my post 15 Motivational Songs to kick A**

“Underneath our perfect is where the true connection lie”

From my post, in the age of Social Media is the fear of rejection keeping us from genuine friendships?

“Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful”

This little snippet of wisdom was smiling at me as I was walking past a coffee shop. I snapped the picture and posted it on Instagram.

#inspiration #motivation is everywhere. Took this pic while out shopping.

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In the post titled, how to overcome relationship disaster taught to us by bedtime stories, I explored this concept of expectation of perfection we have in our partners.

“Mister wrong, is not necessarily wrong because he is not perfect. He may be wrong because you have an unrealistic expectation”

I love this Jeffrey Allen quote on the matter:

“It’s so wonderful that people don’t have to be perfect to be perfect for each other”

“Sometimes it’s the flaws in life, which make life interesting.”

Admittedly, while the above quote does not actually have the word “perfect” in it you get the general idea that flaws are there when something is not perfect. This is the closing line on the post titled, sometimes flaws are beautiful, a look at the 2017 NaNo Poblano badge.

Often perfection is an unrealistic ideal, an expectation too heavy to carry. Sometimes it’s boring and dull. And sometimes, it is our own imperfect perception which is in error. Some things are perfect, just as they are – but we think they are not.

And sometimes a situation, person, thing, whatever may just be perfect for you – but not perfect for someone else. We are all unique beings. Why are we always looking for a uniform ideal?

This has been the 12th and last post for the 12 days of it does not need to be perfect, suitably ended with a post on perfection.

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If we were having coffee at the halfway mark

It’s the aroma of coffee, which makes this such a popular drink, don’t you think? My eyelids close ever so slightly as I breathe in the fragrance of the moment. Then an acute awareness strikes me. I’m not alone. It’s at this moment, if we were having coffee, I’d look at you and smile somewhat coquettishly.

Ladies and gentlemen, the glass is half full. Not the coffee mug though, that starts off filled adequately, until the very last drop touches your lips. When you stare back into the cup wondering were it all went, there’s more where that came from. If we were having coffee, we’d drink from the bottomless cup. However today, those of us who took up the challenge to blog each day in November have reached our halfway mark. We are halfway there. We may as well finish the race.

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I pause with the coffee mug in my hand. Standing halfway up the mountain we are climbing, we can look back on the incredible view of blog posts published. We can look beyond the limits of this digital space.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that outside this blog, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. My children are both teething. For my one-year-old that means an upset stomach and the need for comfort. He’s not a great sleeper, to start with, but now he looks for more solace during the night. I love him, I don’t complain and never would exchange this for anything else. I’m just not getting as much rest as is desired and find myself constantly tired. What was I thinking challenging myself to a post a day? Oh, I prepared. I knew there would be days I could not post something. So I scheduled a few posts in October. But soon time will catch up with my head start.

In the meanwhile, my washing machine is doing overtime as I deal with poop all over the show, even on me. Apart from growing an extra molar, my five-year-old picked up an ear infection. And on top of that we are busy preparing her for a transition to a new school. Never a dull moment.

Not to forget the clog in the machine of life, I’ve got my job, which I’m grateful for to keep me busy and all that comes with that daily routine. Some day’s I find myself thinking that the things I post here are so unoriginal. So in-authentic. And I see you rolling your eye’s thinking—is she really such an inspiration obsessed being? I need the inspiration as motivation to keep on moving in my own life. I want the things I put here to be a benefit to whoever reads them, even if just a tiny little bit. Words are what I have to give, but the point of this paragraph was to tell you, that there is a human, imperfect human being behind them, with daily struggles similar to those experienced by many other people.

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If we were having coffee on this midpoint of November, I’d point out the posts which have brought me here. Although not strictly part of my NaNoBloMo challenge most of my loyal readers have missed the first post I scheduled on the 1st of November. I guess I can not blame them. I went from writing one monthly post, to writing one each day. On the first, there were two posts.

How to overcome relationship disaster taught to us by bedtime stories was part of my 12 Day’s of it does not need to be perfect series.

I kicked off, Nano Poblano with a motivational video and post titled: How to overcome procrastination and fear. Change your life today!

On day two, I gave y’all a peek ate how I created the 2017 Nano Poblano badge.

Day three, was for a little bit of humor, with a post titled: What’s the best writers joke you know?
Day four and five were short and sweet with a Quote. Do you & Maybe we should let that s*** go.

Day six, I did the unspeakable and tried my hand at a little satire and description thereof.

The seventh post was again short and sweet with a YouTube video, in a post titled: Time to follow your dream?
While the post on the eighth was not much longer titled: What song describes you?
On the ninth, I reflected on the ‘Me too hash-tag’ with a post titled: What Women Want. And, let me give you a little tip, it’s not a chocolate coated ice cream Sunday—although those are nice.
Then on day ten, I went back to keep things short and simple with a very interesting YouTube video. I seem to like YouTube allot, don’t I?
Then for 11.11, I wrote a little poetry – something I’ve not done in quite some time. The poem is titled: One-word obsession, while I created the cover art with Inkscape.
On day 12, I went back to my tried and tested method of a Motivational Quote in a post titled: Results, actions and trying.
The 13th saw a somewhat longer post reflecting on the bedtime story: the ugly duckling. I looked at how this fairy tale really relates to life.
Yesterday, all my trouble seemed so far away and I simply went back to a YouTube snippet and tilted it: Listen …

If we were having coffee, I’d be happy if you’d read all my posts. However, the days are over where I stress myself about likes, views and who are not reading. These days, I find that once I’ve scheduled my post, I pretty much let it go. Sometimes, something will nag me, I will hear the same song played on repeat in my head or whatever reminds me to write a post until I’ve done so and hit the schedule button. Of-cause I notice the same faces for each of my posts—those people who read most everything I write. Thank you.

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If we were having coffee, I’d joke that there is one thing writers want more than coffee. It’s readers. Not bucket loads of cash. Real writers want readers more. The buckets of cash come along as an added bonus. It’s the readers who really matter. It’s the message and the story and what those two things can do for the reader. Well constructed poetry and prose, are both an enjoyment for the author and her readership. Additionally how words can invoke a feeling, a picture, a lesson.

After some thousand words, if we were having coffee I’d look up and ask; if we were having coffee what would you like to reflect on?

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This post links to a month’s long daily blogging challenge, during November. See who else has signed up to be a Little Pepper HERE. It’s called NANO POBLANO / NaBloPoMo

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Results, actions and trying #MotivationalQuote

One day, I was sitting in one of our meeting rooms—meditating. As my mind took a walk to far off places, distraction filled I opened my eyes to the below quote. It was smiling at me from a picture on the wall. I later wrote a post titled “if you don’t try”, to accompany it.

Today, FaceBook brought up the memory. So here it is again. Perhaps it will smile at you.

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“You may never know what results come of your actions, but if you do nothing there will be no result” – Mahatma Gandhi

Procrastination brings us nothing. 5.4.3.2.1. BOOM!

This post links to a month’s long daily blogging challenge, during November. See who else has signed up to be a Little Pepper HERE. It’s called NANO POBLANO / NaBloPoMo.

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What song best describes you?

“Are you one of the beautiful people?

Is my name on the list?

Want to be of the beautiful people, wanna feel like I’m missed.”

Lyrics from the song, Guest List by Eels

Trying to fit in: I try. I try. I try. I fail. I grew up, I tried again. I failed again. I gave up and held myself content with not standing out. At some point you come to realize that you will never be on “that” list. And you know what?

That’s okay.

Most day’s I’ve come to accept myself as a beautiful freak.

When you stop trying to fit into some predefined list, a list created by other people – you can start to fit in with you. You don’t need to run after the latest trend, whether that be the latest fashion trend, the latest food craze or the latest online hashtag trend.

“You do you. I do me.”

And while “you do you, I do me,” is not originally my slogan, it’s a pop culture trend I can get behind.

This post links to a month’s long daily blogging challenge, during November. See who else has signed up to be a Little Pepper HERE. It’s called NANO POBLANO.

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Do you #MotivationalQuote

 

Some time ago I reviewed a book by Paulo Coelho. This quote remains one of my favorite about life.

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“Be crazy! But learn how to be crazy without being the center of attention. Be brave enough to live different.”

This post links to a month’s long daily blogging challenge, during November. See who else has signed up to be a Little Pepper HERE. It’s called NANO POBLANO /NaBloPoMo

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Sometimes flaws are beautiful. A look at the creation of the 2017 NANO POBLANO badge

This year, I’ve not been around a lot. M.I.A. from this blog, because I’ve been busy. Apart from taking care of my children and household I’ve also got a 8 hour day job. When I’ve had some down time, I’ve spent much of it trying to learn new life skills, new creative skills which will in turn also enable me to finish my writing projects.

I’ve been struggling tying to find and work with free design software. I was shocked to learn the price of Adobe’s photo-shop and Illustrator. Do they really charge a monthly fee, just to use a program? And then it all happens on some virtual cloud?

Urg, I’m still frustrated at this new avenue, many software developers have chosen to take. Where are the good ol’ days when you could simply buy and own a bit of software?So I started looking towards free-ware and Open Source solutions.

I stumbled on quite a few, which I still need to get used to.

Then Rara posted a request for a badge design for the one month long, each day, blogging challenge usually attempted by many bloggers in November. We needed a badge for a specific group of bloggers who signed up to attempt the challenge as a Little Pepper.

It was the ideal opportunity for me to focus on something creative which would not be quite as difficult as an entire illustration. Start small when you are learning new things.

I’m glad I took the time. I fell much more confident that I should be able to work on my project.

The new badge is completely different from last year. I took more of an artistic approach to it. Sorry. For this reason it may not be completely what the group was looking for. I hope they like it anyway.

The badge has some design flaws. Flaws I opted to keep.

I was going for a Chilly Pepper, which was a silhouette in the sunset.

When I was shading the sunset, the program inadvertently made a little space. Some or other setting that needed changing. But, I liked the uneven space. It reminded me of a real sunset. When there is a lot of dust in the air, you will sometimes find part of the light coming through stronger in some patches than in other patches of the sky.

There are other flaws, but for similar reasons I kept them. There was also another reason. My theme this year on this blog has been, that nothing in life is perfect. I challenge myself to accept and embrace the perfect imperfections in myself and my creative endeavours.

Sometimes it’s the flaws in life which make life interesting.

What do you think?

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It is deffinatlly very different from the badge they had last year.

Check out the other fabulous Nano Poblanos!

There you go. The badge of last year is definatly very awesome, and more design like. While mine is more art like.

Considering it is the first time I picked up Inkscape (that’s the Open Source Solution to Adobe Illustrator), to do more than just a practice doodle …

Anyways Darlings, happy NANO POBLANO’ing. Check out the list of other Little Peppers HERE.

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I was a bully!

No, I did not mistype that heading.
The topic of bullies is an ongoing concern in today’s society.

One of my friend’s social media threads recently read as such:

“This is the reason why teenagers commit suicide.”

While there would always be other factors, such as mental health concerns, being bullied is certainly a contributing factor to teenage suicide.

It is freighting horrible how children treat other children. I’d like to add ‘these days’, to that sentence, but I can’t. Minors have bullied and been horrible to other minors for centuries. Knowing someone who recently tried to end it, partly because of being bullied has me paying attention to this behavior.

Quite frankly, it’s not just children. Adults can be mean and horrible too. We usually go about it differently. We don’t call it being bullied. We call it being targeted. Nepotism. Favoritism. Slander. Internet trolling. You get the picture.

It’s a cruel, hard, world. At some point, we need to learn to navigate the shark infested waters we share with both sharks and starfish. Navigation lessons, start very early in life. You can choose to be a shark.

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Early on, other children mistreated me. They’d tell me I can’t play with them. They’d say I’m too weird. Seven-year-old I was left to play alone, while the other kids laughed at me. While here it was uncommon for children to form gangs and beat other children up, words can do much damage.

This behavior went on all through until my seventh school year, when we had to go to the next level. My brother convinced me that if I would ever like to fall into the ‘in’ crowd, I should stop being friends with one of the two friends I did have. For the sake of narrative, let’s call her Angela. It all seems like childish nonsense now.

You may ask, why in the eyes of my older sibling was I to unfriend her?

She was a nerd. A bookworm. Even weirder than myself. I’d like to tell you that I told my brother he was an idiot. However, I heeded his counsel. After all in my eyes, he had friends, was cool, and was a rock star. And, he was already attending this new school and knew how to be cool there.

I’d like to tell you, it was the last time I was unkind all in the name of, fitting in.

At first, my plan worked. There were some kids from other schools there too. I’d made friends with one of them.  Let’s call her Betty. Betty was pretty. Betty was cool. Betty soon found herself in a situation with a younger girl, let’s call her Camila who transferred there from out of the country. Betty could not stand Camila, who followed her around everywhere.  A plan was hatched and I was to break the poor girl’s, heart.

Why I had to get involved in this situation at all .?!  Well, I guess some things you learn only from making mistakes.

Camila ended up crying.

“Why are you always so mean to each other,” one of my teachers asked. I felt terrible, but by the time I realized the effect of my actions, it was too late.

Camila ended up flunking the year and was put in a class with children her own age. This once sweet and bubbly girl started dressing and acting like a slut. All in the name of fitting in. I later heard she had become mean and cruel. While you can’t blame yourself for other people’s actions, much of me thought that this was my fault.

If this was the price of having friends, I’d rather have none. A sequence of other events eventually leads to that outcome. By that time I no longer cared. 17-year old I, was pretty happy to sit out the school break on my own.

Now you may ask, why at this point I did not decide to befriend Angela again. Several years had passed and Angela had always remained nice, to me. However, I would have felt like a hypocrite.

I’d like to say my actions had no effect on Angela’s life. 17-year-old Angela, however, fell pregnant. The child’s father was a 34-year-old man. Angela had to drop out of school because pregnant girls got expelled. Since all her marks were exemplary, she was allowed to keep all her subjects, dropped to a lower standard and still write her exam. She would not make it into University, however, she would be able to complete her high-school education.

It may seem like a stretch, to say that the horrible manner in which I treated Angela at age 12, would still have an effect on her life today. However, Angela may have made better choices had I been nicer to her. She is such an intelligent person. She could have been a doctor, saving people’s lives – for all I know – had things not turned out the way they did.

It is strange. All these years later, of all the people who were mean to me, I remember very little. I, however, remember very clearly the two people whom I was cruel.

Many of our choices are formed by past experiences. Especially in the formative years, we seek validation from our peers. Even as adults, we seek validation in all the wrong places.
If I could give my thirteen-year-old self some advice I’d tell her to stop trying to impress all these other people. In the end, it matters not how many friends you had, but to how many you were a friend.

What would you tell your thirteen year old self? Did you have an experience being bullied?

p.s. This post has been the eighth day of ‘it does not need to be perfect’, a series I’m currently running on this here blog.

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Learn to be more #mindful with a free online tool – #Instagram

Have you checked me out on Instagram? Not? I’ve been finding this Social Media platform most useful. Although I must confess, when I first joined I did so solely that I can ‘online stalk’ someone there too.

I mean that (online stalking) in the most positive light of those two words. Cause let’s face it; some online personalities literally ask you to follow them everywhere. Most of these people, who are obsessed with the collection of followers, usually label themselves: blogger, writer, social-media-butterfly or all of the ‘above’. You get the type?

Any-hoe, I decided why ever not? After all,  Instagram was the perfect platform for my new endeavor, which was to post one motivational picture per day. Alas, it was yet another New Years resolution I could not keep. Here we are a year and some months later and I’ve been getting back on Instagram. You could say I’ve newly discovered my cellphone camera. The truth is a bit deeper than that.

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Inspiration is all around us. Instagram is a free, fast and easy tool to share that inspiration with the world. In a mission to have something to share on that platform, I’ve become more mindful of my surroundings. It is often the small things in life that we overlook.

As I sip my morning cuppa, I'm reminded to enjoy the small things in life. #mindfulness #coffee

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Sometimes the inspiration does not come in a neatly wrapped photogenic scene. Sometimes a little editing or creation of a picture is required.

One crisp morning the very first words I heard as I switched on my car radio were these: “What are you waiting for?”

It is quite amazing what happens when we merely pay attention to our present tense moment. Yes, mindfulness.

The little angel figurine which hangs on my bedroom mirror ‘prompted’ me to share something, after I’d not done so for a few days. A newly discovered photo-editing app and a recently watched You Tube video lead to this snippet:

Perhaps this post is a change of perspective, you were not expecting.

Life is a journey.

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No, it’s not all selfies up in there. As I said on a recent post, it is all about how you use a platform. In an attempt to look for the beauty in the mundane, some of my friends post stunning landscape, city-scape and nature pictures.

So, what are you waiting for? Come check out @shiningseeds on Instagram and let your own surroundings inspire you.

*This post has been the seventh day of ‘it does not need to be perfect‘, a series currently running on this blog.

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What a bird thought me about opportunities

“Knock, Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Bishop.”
“Bishop who?”
“What do you mean, Bishop who? You seem to have a birdy loose up in here. To be more precise a Southern Red Bishop”

Lately, I’ve been getting a visitor. He’s been knocking on my window. How odd, I thought. A stunning bird that I’d not seen in these parts has been knocking on my window. The fellow seems to have built a few nests in my husband’s fruit tree. So I took out my husbands Roberts Bird Guide (that’s a book to identify birds of the area) and found that we have a Southern Red Bishop who has decided to make his home here.

It is somewhat odd because this specific bird’s natural habitat is marshy grassland and wetland. Since I live in an urban area, not close to any dams or marshy grasslands it’s quite odd that this fellow seems to have found a home here.

Then again, we are experiencing a terrible drought in the area. Watering plants have been made a felony, so to speak. Thus, we have been giving our trees water from the washing machine and shower (which is not a wrongdoing). We also have four pet birds, whose chirping attracts quite a lot of wild birds here, including my new ‘knock, knock’ friend. The leftover bird seed also serves to feed the wild ones.

It gives an entirely new meaning to the phrase, ‘when opportunity comes knocking’, doesn’t it? The little Bishop has had to adapt to new circumstances due to the drought.

It gives me pause to think. Can I identify new opportunities in my life?

His appearance certainly seems the right opportunity to write a blog post. I’ve also taken the opportunity and snapped a few pictures. You’ll need to excuse my poor photographing skills, the little fellow takes flight when I get too close. Armed with only my cell phone camera it has been hard to get a better shot. But, at least I got a relatively nice picture. Considering that the first rule of good photography is that you need to photograph with the light not against it, I’ve not been able to take any good pictures from within the house.

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There you go. Sometimes the universe gives us the most subtitles of hints. The small reminders! The little things, we so often overlook. The wind whispers. Do you hear it speaking? This time it has asked me to not overlook the opportunities that come knocking, even if it are only the small ones – such as natures prompt to write a blog post.

What opportunities have been knocking on your window lately? Have you opened that window to let the opportunity in?

p.s. This post has been the fifth day of ‘it does not need to be perfect’, a series I’m currently running on this here blog.

 

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Why blog? The answer may surprise you

They say that life is a lesson, you’ll learn when you are through. Similarly, they say, life is a journey. Blogging can take you on a journey too. I’ve often been asked why I spend time doing something that earns me no money. Sometimes I ask myself that question. After all, by now, it seems like wishful thinking that I will ever earn an income from blogging.

How I started blogging:

It was the year 2013. The economy had started seriously slumping as too my emotions. Mother to a toddler, finances weren’t looking so fabulous. When do finances ever look fabulous?

When you raise a child, you really start noticing the cost of things. More than anything, I wished I could somehow supplement my income. At the time, getting another job was out of the question. Parenting will do that to you. Where will a new employer understand that your toddler is sick and you need to take her to the doctor, again? For a woman, I receive some good benefits and should not complain. I earn better than many other women I know. Then again, some more women I know also earn much more than me, but those are the ones who actually had the opportunity to go and study at a University outside the country.

Making money online, is all too easy – or is it?

Life is hard when you feel anxiety at the mere thought of going out and doing new things. Earning an extra income on the internet seemed like such an easy thing. After all, all those online adverts were telling me it is so, so easy making bucket loads of cash if I just sign up here or there.

Online surveys – yay or nay?

Even then, I was not that naive. If it were easy, everyone would be doing it. Most likely online swindles! I was looking for something legitimate. At some point, I signed up with several websites for doing online surveys.
While this may be an ideal supplementary income if you live in the U.S. of A. or Europe, none of the offers was for my region. I was never what they were looking for. I soon found out that each and every survey I clicked on was not one I could get paid for doing. How frustrating!

Eventually, I signed up with another website. This website was a bit different from the others. Among other things, they advertised that if you put their button on your blog, they would pay you for that. The idea was born. Blog!

What is a Blog, anyway?

First I needed to figure out what a blog actually was. Yes, I was that green. I googled “what is a blog”. At that point my idea of a blog was some famous person such as an author or actor, telling their fans all about their life. After all, I was already following the ramblings of one or two of my favorite authors.

Who would ever be interested in reading my ramblings? Ordinary, not famous girl, living in Africa! What in the heck, would I even blog about? My life is not all that. So I researched ‘blogging’.

I read that a blog was similar to a website and that many websites I visited were actually blogs. The blogging professionals told me to find a niche. A topic I knew a lot about. At the time there were two main free blogging platforms. One was Blogger and the other was WordPress.

So, in February of 2014, I started a blog on Blogger. It was about Office Administration. At that point, I’d been working in the field of Office Administration for ten years. I thought I would have several things to say on the subject. Indeed, coming up with content was easy. However, I was not the only one blogging on that subject. Many established blogs already existed in the field of Office Admin. I soon started thinking; how can I be more interesting than all the rest?

A month later I also started a blog on WordPress. I mainly wanted to see the difference between these two platforms and promote my Blogger blog on WordPress and build better Social Media connections.

As they say, the rest is history. Both of the blogs I started have since been shut down.

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Blogging is a good teacher

While I’m yet to earn anything from blogging, I’ve found it to be a useful tool for personal growth. Apart from the obvious expansion of knowledge that looking up information brings, reading and writing blogs opens your eye’s to many a thing you’d before not taken notice of.  Experiences by other people can teach you many things while documenting your own is very illuminating. In a world where personal growth is a multi-million-dollar industry, this one free tool really does wonders. Of cause it all depends on how you use the platform, and like anything in life what you make of it is up to you.

You learn the strangest things about yourself and the world you live in. In my opinion, this is priceless.

I’ve learned that I don’t really like Google’s ‘AdSense’ nor the WordPress counterpart, ‘WordAds’. While there are other alternatives, none of the ones I’ve discovered work for my country (typical).

The problem I have with these programs is that you have little control over what kind of ads are placed on your blog. I’ve come across ads for fake news websites, fake celebrity gossip, diet scams and other websites with dubious intentions. Rest assured that if you see an add on this blog, it is because I’ve not upgraded it to a premier account. In case you have not read my disclaimer, in no way do I endorse any of these ads.

In trying to figure out how others monetize their blog,  these days I approach new websites differently. I evaluate a site by what it seems to be trying to sell me. I also find that I’m doing the same with new people I meet online and offline. Trying to figure out if someone has a hidden agenda was never something I used to consider. In this way, blogging has made me a little less naive, which in my opinion is a good thing. Don’t get me wrong, people still tell me that I’m very gullible – since I try to see the best in everyone, but still … a little less green.

I’ve learned that there are some posts, that, even if you paid me, I’d never publish them. For example, I can’t endorse a money lending business on my own blog. I hate debt. While I do find that it is necessary sometimes, we often loan money for unnecessary things.

I’ve found websites and social media platforms, which I’d never have used and visited on my regular surfing trails. I’ve learned that especially on social  media platforms we ought to not forget our manners (even though many do). You can’t really erase anything you have published online.

I’ve learned that while I may be good at Office Administration, writing about it on a regular basis is not mentally stimulating enough. On the other hand, I’ve found that writing as a creative outlet is something I enjoy doing. It was a discovery that really surprised me, about myself.

Among the millions of bloggers out there, I still wonder how I can be fascinating enough for anyone to follow.
It is still beyond me that anyone would be interested in reading anything this girl, who lives an ordinary life in Africa, would have to say. Regardless, I love the voice blogging has given me.

What about you, what has blogging thought you?

P.S. This is the third day of ‘it does not need to be perfect,‘ a series I’m currently running on this blog.

 

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profile-pic-2Sarina often sat on the peaks of the dunes of Southern Africa watching the ocean tide drift in. A daydreamer, often dreaming up stories for lands somewhere over the rainbow. She is a mother, a wife, a blogger and an overall creative spirit. Above all, she is a human being.

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