coming home to Pagecord
It's been a hot minute since I've hit up any of my personal blogs.
I will report that I managed to reach Day 108 of daily blogging (through my 'official' site) but I found myself at a standstill when a storm hit and put our power offline for 12 hours.
In the middle of a Vegas summer (notorious for over 100F weather), having no power meant no air conditioning. It was about 90F inside the home, items in the fridge were perishing, and no sleep was to be had until the power restored around 4 AM.
Safe to say, my normal routine of meditating and blogging wasn't top of mind. I was worried. Did we need to rent a hotel room and evacuate our family to safer temperatures? Thankfully, my partner and I had power banks charged and candles were lit to have some sight in the absolute darkness.
We checked our phones periodically to check the news and any updates from our electric company.
There was no ETA of restoration -- they said it could be up to or even more than 24 hours before restoration.
First world problems, I know, but ever since then I haven't returned back to my blogging practice. Until today, I suppose.
This event happened July 1st, which was a great way to break me out of my habits to form new ones.
Immense gratitude flushed my body when the power returned, the air conditioning kicked on, and we could retrieve cold water from our dispensing machine.
I believe everything happens for a reason -- though the more I think about it, it's probably more accurate to say that I refuse to let anything be meaningless.
While I smashed my 100 day blogging challenge, I was losing steam on daily blogging. Though I took it to another level by adding a daily doodle challenge and then by adding a daily tarot card pull challenge, the personal fulfillment was waning.
Thus, the perfect (literal) storm that knocked me offline and allowed some surprise quality time with my family was a blessing in disguise.
So many things have shifted for me since the start of July, and I fear these shifts are just the beginning.
I say 'fear' endearingly, because I know in life the only thing that is guaranteed is change. Might as well embrace the change and bedazzle it with optimism. Truth be told, I've tired from pessimistic ways and adding a bit of whimsy has been much more exciting than expecting doom and gloom.
Again, in my perspective, everything happens for a reason -- or at least, I'll find meaning in the seemingly random events that occur.
It's nice to return to Pagecord. I also received a kind message from a distant friend about how my small web endeavors inspired them to explore their own 'offbeats' interests.
It goes to show you'll never know who's watching, reading, and supporting you from afar. While I reflect on how I want to utilize my official site and how to engage in the big web mindfully, I do want to keep a presence in the small web and indie web spaces.
I would like to still keep a personal blog, and Pagecord keeps the pressure low. There's no overthinking and second-guessing on what the audience wants here, I write for me and me alone. As I return to service-based work, it is shocking how much my creative and personal process feels inundated by external variables.
It becomes even more clear as I return to mainstream social media: one must carve out time to create for oneself first and foremost. To have an online home that is a sanctuary, that is not overcrowded and noisy, a refuge from the hustle and bustle, away from the masses.
Here I am, learning the same lessons all over again, but with a new twist.
There's no place like home.
(Home being my little corner of the internet -- the small web that brings back what made the internet great in the first place).
Thanks for being here.
Sincerely,
Nadine ♥
I will report that I managed to reach Day 108 of daily blogging (through my 'official' site) but I found myself at a standstill when a storm hit and put our power offline for 12 hours.
In the middle of a Vegas summer (notorious for over 100F weather), having no power meant no air conditioning. It was about 90F inside the home, items in the fridge were perishing, and no sleep was to be had until the power restored around 4 AM.
Safe to say, my normal routine of meditating and blogging wasn't top of mind. I was worried. Did we need to rent a hotel room and evacuate our family to safer temperatures? Thankfully, my partner and I had power banks charged and candles were lit to have some sight in the absolute darkness.
We checked our phones periodically to check the news and any updates from our electric company.
There was no ETA of restoration -- they said it could be up to or even more than 24 hours before restoration.
First world problems, I know, but ever since then I haven't returned back to my blogging practice. Until today, I suppose.
This event happened July 1st, which was a great way to break me out of my habits to form new ones.
Immense gratitude flushed my body when the power returned, the air conditioning kicked on, and we could retrieve cold water from our dispensing machine.
I believe everything happens for a reason -- though the more I think about it, it's probably more accurate to say that I refuse to let anything be meaningless.
While I smashed my 100 day blogging challenge, I was losing steam on daily blogging. Though I took it to another level by adding a daily doodle challenge and then by adding a daily tarot card pull challenge, the personal fulfillment was waning.
Thus, the perfect (literal) storm that knocked me offline and allowed some surprise quality time with my family was a blessing in disguise.
So many things have shifted for me since the start of July, and I fear these shifts are just the beginning.
I say 'fear' endearingly, because I know in life the only thing that is guaranteed is change. Might as well embrace the change and bedazzle it with optimism. Truth be told, I've tired from pessimistic ways and adding a bit of whimsy has been much more exciting than expecting doom and gloom.
Again, in my perspective, everything happens for a reason -- or at least, I'll find meaning in the seemingly random events that occur.
It's nice to return to Pagecord. I also received a kind message from a distant friend about how my small web endeavors inspired them to explore their own 'offbeats' interests.
It goes to show you'll never know who's watching, reading, and supporting you from afar. While I reflect on how I want to utilize my official site and how to engage in the big web mindfully, I do want to keep a presence in the small web and indie web spaces.
I would like to still keep a personal blog, and Pagecord keeps the pressure low. There's no overthinking and second-guessing on what the audience wants here, I write for me and me alone. As I return to service-based work, it is shocking how much my creative and personal process feels inundated by external variables.
It becomes even more clear as I return to mainstream social media: one must carve out time to create for oneself first and foremost. To have an online home that is a sanctuary, that is not overcrowded and noisy, a refuge from the hustle and bustle, away from the masses.
Here I am, learning the same lessons all over again, but with a new twist.
There's no place like home.
(Home being my little corner of the internet -- the small web that brings back what made the internet great in the first place).
Thanks for being here.
Sincerely,
Nadine ♥