To me it's my rambles , my musings , and a therapeutic cathartic writing process.
I love to have threads , little ribbons on content that flow from one to another but sometimes I'll bob about and talk about the cat the nice one or the evil ninja one .
See with blogging the only person who will really judge you is 'you' the human condition will spark conflict but also there is hope, the human condition doesn't take sides.
And if it does does then you can be armed for words will be your friends .
Blogging to me is discovery , it making those Beetroot flapjacks , it is pushing myself forward , it is seeing the world chic unique.
On Tuesday I'm going to an event which is great and I am so greatful for that , not all us bloggers are going someone at the drop of a hat would you believe. After the event I'm popping off to the British museum to see the #8mummies back round again to humans but with stories in the bones. When I last went to the British museum I saw the Pompeii exhibition and when I close my eyes now everything else is stripped away.
Before me I see a babies cradle carbonused and it doesn't rock.
It doesn't rock.
When the heat from the volcanic debris hit the cradle it carbonised the wood allowing us to see what it once looked like, it is preserved in carbon form.
Sadness is that the cradle wasn't empty when the cradle was discovered , the small baby who dies in the volcanic eruption was found still in the cradles , under the blankets.
That to me is what blogging is about.
The human condition and how it drives the soul.