Feeling a touch embarrassed because I have just been nominated for a Liebster Award by She from This Door Is Alarmed. She, writes poetry, prose and fiction, in such a manner that there are times that I think I’m reading a short story and it turns out to be a memoire, and other times She combines fiction and prose in the same blog. One of the most enjoyable and fascinating posts by She is called The Shorthand anomaly, is it a memoire? Is it a short story? Either way it’s incredibly well written, and to go a way from a blog, and still be thinking about it, ensures that I will keep returning.
The GUIDELINES for the 2018 award are as follows:
- Thank the person who nominated you
• Display the award on your post
• Write a small post about what makes you passionate about blogging
• Provide 10 random facts about yourself
• Answer the questions given to you
• Nominate 5-11 other blogs for this award
• Ask them creative and unique questions of your own
• List the rules and inform your nominees of the award
What makes me passionate about blogging?
This is where my embarrassment comes in for being nominated for awards. I study photography because it has changed my life. It’s given me an ability to have some management of my mental health by igniting a fire within me, a spark of creativity and the joy that has come from that. Life through a lens is a way that I can live in a world that I find frightening, and my blog, which is essentially a requirement for my studies with the Open College of the Arts, has given me a community. I am happy to not spend time with others, and enjoy being with myself, but I still have a need to feel valued and have the opportunity to give back, and that’s what my blog, and my WordPress community has given me. That’s why I feel embarrassed. Yes my blog has developed beyond being a student blog (which it still is), but I’m nothing special, I’m a student, I like this form of connection with my fellow students, and the other blogs that I follow and who follow me. That’s it, nothing special. Just a human with a camera, learning how to live.
10 Random Facts
I do not live alone, I live with myself.
Spirituality is about three relationships, my relationship with the universe, my relationship with you, my relationship with me.
I am not my circumstances, I AM.
I had no odea that I was creative, and now I am so grateful to have discovered an aspect of me that was hidden.
Meditation is vital for me to cope with life.
I have an eating disorder, men get eating disorders too, and help is available for anyone with an eating disorder (see below).
I worship the sun, not a get down on my hands and knees and prostrate myself kind of way, but I will sit in it until I burn and then stay in it for as long as I can.
I collect crystal and gemstones.
Clothes have to have the right texture for me to be happy with them. Fashion isn’t important but how clothes feel against my skin is. I get quite agitated with the wrong texture.
Sleep doesn’t matter to me. I can, and do, function quite happily with between 0 and 5 hours sleep.
oh and one more thing… I still have not worked out how to get rid of this damned double spacing, however, WordPress for Dummies arrived yesterday.
She’s questions for me
How straight is straight?
Who cares? How true to yourself are you?
What would you think I was referring to if I told you to ‘put it down’?
My paranoid think or over analysing, I can be like a dog with a bone.
Why are swans graceful?
They are beautiful, protective, loyal, nurturing, fierce and aggressive. Their beauty is what I most connect with rather than grace. The purity of their white feathers, and the subtle definition, the shape of those feathers and the contours when they have their wings arched behind their backs. Those thin fine lines upon their necks where their have much smaller feathers. They are stunning, who cares if they are graceful, there is so much more to a swan than its cliched grace.
Would you be a superhero or a sidekick, and what would your name be?
I’d be called Leigh Me’Alone, and would be running and hiding to get the hell away from people – neither superhero, anti-hero or sidekick. Preferably I wouldn’t even be thought of to be included in the story or film.
If you could remove one letter from the English alphabet, what would it be, and what consequences do you see coming from it?
My gosh – what a question. I shall cheat and remove two (I just can’t conform can I). I will remove ME. The consequences – I would no longer exist, I would cease to exist – I can live with that (ironic), lol.
What was the last thing you lost and never found? What do you imagine has happened to it?
My Sanity – Not sure if I lost it, it was taken from me or never had it to begin with. It’s been hidden behind a wall so deep and so strong, but it is starting to get cracks now. Little bits of sanity are beginning to seep through as the wall ages. I think photography is a little chisel that’s slowly scraping away the cement between the bricks.
What significance does the number seven have to you? What memories do you associate with it?
A threat that my birthday would be cancelled and the fear of that, the joy of receiving a football and remote control bike, deciding there is no point trying because I would be in trouble no matter what I did, the mental decision to give up on life.
Young and completely broke or old and disgustingly rich?
If richness equates with diversity, passion, inclusion, justice, friendship, a sense of belonging, being able to give back, with equality, with living an authentic life, then I’ll go for old and disgustingly rich.
If a giant squirrel had commandeered your mode of transportation, whether car, moped, bike etc., and seemed to know how to make it work, what would you do to stop him?
Well that could be quite tricky. My mode of transport is legs and feet. If a squirrel commandeered those then I imaging it could be almost impossible to do anything. Maybe I should start to carry peanuts and a long club around with me?
If you had your own coat of arms, what would I expect to find on them to describe you/ your family?
A coffin, a camera, birds and flowers on one side, a lightening strike down the middle, and nothing on the other side.
(I am aware that at times I may come across as over serious or too honest – kinda can’t help it, sorry)
My Questions for my nominees
(My time is limited so I’m gonna cheat and re-feed you She’s questions)
- How straight is straight?
- What would you think I was referring to if I told you to ‘put it down’?
- Why are swans graceful?
- Would you be a superhero or a sidekick, and what would your name be?
- If you could remove one letter from the English alphabet, what would it be, and what consequences do you see coming from it?
- What was the last thing you lost and never found? What do you imagine has happened to it?
- What significance does the number seven have to you? What memories do you associate with it?
- Young and completely broke or old and disgustingly rich?
- If a giant squirrel had commandeered your mode of transportation, whether car, moped, bike etc., and seemed to know how to make it work, what would you do to stop him?
- If you had your own coat of arms, what would I expect to find on them to describe you/ your family?
Dd AL from happiness between tails
MwsR from MwsR writings
Robert from Robert Loves Pi
Songa from Songa Stories
Ulrika from instaology
Fred from Fred Gardner Blog
Mua from As Told By Mua
Eating Disorder Support