7 Facts About Me (yes, I’ve been tagged)
I’m on vacation enjoying the luminous southwest Canyon Country this week, and had a related post planned on how mystics through the ages have appreciated nature. But then I was tagged by Lises at Quest for Balance to do a 7 facts about myself post, and since I haven’t been such a good sport about these things in the past, decided to go ahead and do it this time. If you hate this kind of thing, you can just blame Lises and the commenters on my month in review posts who claim they like hearing the more personal stuff. Here’s the rules:
- Link to your original tagger and list these rules in your post.
- Share seven facts about yourself in the post.
- Tag seven people at the end of your post by leaving their names and links to their blogs.
- Let them know they’ve been tagged.
Here you go:
1. I worked as a corporate executive in New York City for fourteen years. People frequently ask me if my life there was anything like Sex and the City. To which I say yes. Except without the sex. Or the designer clothes. Or the apartments with actual kitchens. Or the weekly visits to trendy restaurants and fancy nightclubs. Or the free time. But other than that my life there was just exactly like Sex and the City.
2. I am somewhat slovenly. Not in a bohemian-chic kind of way, just in a plain old slob kind of way. After fourteen years of pantyhose and business suits, I am perfectly happy to spend the rest of this incarnation in sweats and a ponytail. Living in LA – Land of Appearances – this actually makes me kind of a rebel. In fact, I am such a rebel-slob that I sometimes wear the same pair of sweatpants for several days in a row (although I do change my underwear and socks daily.)
3. I am not very cool. I drive a KIA Sedona minivan with three car seats. On any given day the floor is covered in: stale crackers, dog hair, crayons, rotten apple cores, ripped preschool art projects, overdue library books, discarded socks, half-chewed dog toys, used tissues, or one or more pairs of my old sunglasses, which I am perpetually losing and re-finding in the mess.
4. I have a simian line on both palms. This is a combined heart/head line that apparently less than 2% of the caucasion world population has on both hands. According to Wikianswers, European palm readers typically interpret this as a sign of “extreme intelligence (genius) or extreme sociopathology (insanity, criminals).” Just thought you should know.
5. In another potentially disturbing sign, I have six retrograde planets in my astrological natal chart. I have read varying interpretations of this, including that the thrust of my life is more ‘subjective than objective’ (whatever that means), that my power is hidden rather than overt, or that I was a terrible person in my past lives and working to atone for it now. Hmmm. The only interpretation that struck somewhat of a cord is in a comment here, which says people with six or more retrograde planets “tend to take a meandering path in life that changes direction drastically.” This resonates because in addition to my shift from corporate exec to SAHM, I also…
6. …Never thought I would write or have children, but here I am with three kids, and both on and offline writing gigs. On the writing front, I went to a college where everything revolved around writing rather than tests (Sarah Lawrence), and was continually told that my writing was poor, or (from the more polite professors) my ‘ideas were better than my writing.’ So that put me off writing. Then, although I always liked children and even worked with them at a summer camp during college, I spent ten years – from my early twenties to early thirties – studying with a spiritual teacher that emphasized the classic Tantric path, which highlights the energetic cost of having children, especially for women. I felt that path was my spiritual ‘root path’ (I still do actually), and therefore thought children were not meant to be in this lifetime. This wasn’t a sad realization, just a choice for this lifetime. But things changed, huh??
7. I am in love with Adam Lambert from American Idol. Yes, I am an American Idol fan, at least this year. It is in fact currently the only TV show I watch. I know Adam is probably gay and I am happily married, but neither of those is relevant as this is a pure, rapturous, appreciative love. Like all the best performing artists, Adam is a consumate awareness-shifter – he shifts the awareness of everyone around him when he sings, to whatever ‘dimension’ he wants. As a fellow student of awareness, I greatly appreciate his gifts. Go Adam!!!
If you made it this far then you are a very loyal reader, and I thank you for it:-)
Here’s my tags, and no hard feelings if you are not into this, or have been tagged too many times in the past to want to participate. I tried to pick bloggers I am intrigued by and that I hadn’t seen tagged for something like this recently, but I might have missed it if you were…:
Jan at Awake is Good
Amy at Cirkla
Akemi at Yes to Me
Lea at Oceans of Perspectives
Docwitch at Dark Side of the Broom
Brian at Church of the Churchless