Dear Anonymous Reader,
Yes, yes, I realize this is a blog and the title should probably be
closer to “Read Her Words” or “See Her Voice”, but nope, that’s not happening.
The phrase “hear her speak” is pulled from my favorite Shakespearean sonnet (Sonnet
130) and now that I’m writing this it’s ironic I chose this blog title
considering how the blog got started in the first place. I’ll get to all that later.
😉
For now, I just want to set the tone for this blog I’m thrusting into
the void to be read by you, the anonymous reader. Or, it could be read by no
one and become my own digitized journal. Either way there is one main
underlying current I’m committing to…I will not hold back myself. There are so
many facets to my personality, my spirit and my soul. I’m going to go from G to
NR and maybe some XXX. I’m spiritual and believe in God/Love/Energy, and I also love profanity. I’m a friend, daughter, sister,
auntie, woman…and if there’s one thing to know about me it’s that you’ll never
really know what I’m going to say next. I love that about myself. I’m
celebrating that about myself. There are so many interesting things/ideas/ways
to explore in this world…so…I’m exploring.
The quick rundown on how I got to this place…
I’m 37, single and can’t go on any more bad dates with people from the internet.
Online dating is so hard for me! I don’t think my personality translates to
cyber-cool. I’m stuck in this place of uncertainty about which parts of myself
(figuratively speaking) I should share. I am organized and responsible, so I
want a man who has his shit together. I also have a sensual side, so I want a man who will match my passion. HOWEVER…I do not
want to be sent any more dick pics! Who started that!?!??! They should be
strapped down “Clockwork Orange” style and made to regret the time they ever
even thought about sending unsolicited pics to possible dates.
I digress…I’m single and hate online dating. I was joking with my mom
that I’m going to just give it up and go back to bar hopping (which I never
even did), with a name tag on my shirt giving my general stats and my
availability for dates. HELLO – My name is Kelly. I’m 37, single, never
married, no kids; like to swim and sing; available for dates. Mom said if
anyone could do that it would be me. I agreed and said, “I could totally do
that! For a month! Like a little experiment to see if I get any dates. At least
I’ll know right away if there’s chemistry.” Mom excitedly says, “YOU COULD WRITE
ABOUT IT!!!!” I love it when my mom gets these aha moments that support me and
my sister to live in our glory. Her eyes light up like a kid in a candy store. She
knows what we’re good at and most of the time what is good for us. She knows I’m
a writer who isn’t writing. Thank you Mom for your constant enthusiasm in my abilities.
That was it…I stayed up until 2:00am creating a Meetup group, a blog, and this
idea that I would wear a lanyard for a month with an inspirational word to
encourage conversation with strangers I could then write about later. I was hoping
there would be a small group of us all wearing lanyards so I wasn’t alone and didn’t
seem too weird. Also, it would legitimize this off-the-wall plot to meet and
talk with attractive, single men in a HUGE ploy to get a date and avoid cyber dating.
So really…I started this whole thing because online dating is not for me. Side
Note: my sister and her amazing husband met on Match and I love that for them and
hate that for me. It’s like knowing it can happen and therefore should happen for me…eventually. Stories
like those are like the cyber dating equivalent of a cock-tease. LOL
For the next 30 days my blog will be focused around the word PLAY. That
is the topic I chose in this blog writing challenge. After the 30 days I’ll
probably keep the blog and write about whatever else comes up, but for now I’m being
inspired every day to think about how PLAY plays into our lives. If you’re
reading my blog I’d also encourage you to read some of the other’s blogs with
topic words such as Why, Color, Crossroads, Time, Change, Create, and more.
Here’s the link… https://30dayblogchallenge-lanyard.blogspot.com.
So here I am, here’s my blog, and that’s why I said it was ironic I chose
my title to be “Hear Her Speak” based off Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130 about love
and authenticity of beauty and character. People are not looking for perfection
in a mate, people are looking for a real and magnificent person to love and
be loved by. And I am such a person; looking for that rare love. While the Universe gets going on that I'm going to enjoy my life and write like crazy!
XO
~ Kel
Sonnet 130
By William Shakespeare
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun.
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses demask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some purfumes is their more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
