''When it comes to blogging, you have to embrace your weirdness!''
''You have to go your own way. As proof of concept, my site is not like anyone else’s, and I love that. I am often imitated, but never duplicated, and I cannot be pigeonholed. I march to my own fabulous drum, and I dance to my disco beats, and I put sparkles on that shit and I make it my own.
I change things all the time. I try new tactics. I experiment by writing about different topics in different ways. Some of it doesn’t work, but some of it does. In any industry, you have to be constantly innovating in order to stay fresh and relevant. Don’t be fooled into thinking blogging is any different.
You will never make a name for yourself by pretending to be someone else. You will never carve out a niche by playing it safe. You will never make the grade if you never try anything new.
Get out there and rip the pants off the internet! Shock us stupid! Do something devastatingly brilliant. Give us what we didn’t even know we needed.''
My Stupid Hippie Rainbow Taste or The Fable of the Rainbow Bird
Once upon a time there was a rainbow bird.
She was different.
Unlike all other birds whose feathers sported just one or a couple of colours, she was as colourful as a rainbow.
''You are an eyesore'' told her the sparrow. ''Why cant you get rid of all those blinding colours? Take purple for example. No bird should look like a berry!''
''But I like purple''said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my spirituality''.
''Get rid of your pink feathers'', advised the crow. ''No bird can be taken seriously if they look that cheesy''.
''But I love my pink feathers'', said the rainbow bird .''It reminds me of my girly nature.''
''Black ages you so' the dove told her. ''Get rid of those ugly black feathers''.
''But I like black'' said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my strength''.
''Green is such a stupid color for a bird'' said the canary. ''You dont want them to think you're a grasshopper, do you? Get rid of it''
''But I like green'' said the raunbow bird. ''It reminds me of my vitality''
''White is no colour for a strong bird'', suggested the falcon. ''Unless you are a stupid, pathetic dove. Get rid of it''.
''But I like white'' answered the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of purity of thought''.
''If you got to do it, you got to do it right'', scorned the peacock.'' Get rid of that dull brown color at once''.
''But I like brown'' said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my down-to-earthness.''
''Red is a shameful color'', added the swallow. ''Get rid of it''.
''But I like red'' said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my passion''.
''Blue is a color good enough only for fish.''said the seagull. ''So unbecoming for a bird''
''But I like blue'' said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my inner peace''
''At least get rid of that yellow'' said the grouse. ''You look ridiculously clownish in it''
''But I like yellow'' said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of my God-like nature''.
''Why grey feathers?'' asked the parrot. ''It is dull and unimaginative.Get rid of it.''
''But I like grey''said the rainbow bird. ''It reminds me of ashes and my mortal nature and helps me put things into perspective''.
After all this the rainbow bird had a quiet moment and thought long and hard about her situation.
''I can't please everyone, it seems.'' she said to herself. ''No matter what colour I keep or get rid of, one bird or another won't like it and believe I'm ugly.''
''So I might as well keep all my colors.
All of them are mine. All of them are me.
I like them all so I am keeping all of them.I don't care what they think.
I like myself the way I am.''
'Don't listen to those birds, rainbow bird'' advised a fairy friend of hers.
''They have frozen into one or two colors to conform to standards and feel safe. They have become so predictable, that they ended up being as boring and unoriginal as hell.
Some of them are angry at you for reminding them of all they've lost or simply they just want you to be like them because they know no better .
Go on being yourself, rainbow bird. Go on enjoying life and all its multi-colored beauty.
Go on being unashamedly your multi-faceted self.
The world needs you and your wierdness, 'stupid hippie' rainbow bird...''
My older kids have given what I post on my blog and on facebook the all-inclusive title ''stupid hippie stuff''.
My taste in blogging and facebook can indeed be considered kinda hippie.
Meaning, unlike most, if all, I won't stick to one type or category of posts.
I am into positive thinking and new age stuff, but I might ridicule some aspects of it at other times.
I post serious , religious posts one day and then on yet another I might scorn organised religion.
I believe in reconciling the joy of sex and sexuality with spirituality and God
I am into spirituality and the occult, but I also love and post girly stuff, frilly dresses, exciting shoes and nice hairstyles.
I write about my fitness goals and working out but also about eating candy and chocolate and relishing life.
Business stuff interests me as much as family life and my kids.
Politics I find a bore, though I might occasionally comment on some current affair or other, but I love my country deeply and I regularly post stuff about Greek history
Yes, I certainly won't stick to one type or category of posts.
Not because I lack direction or focus, I hope.
Only because I am into sooo much stuff.
I love life in all its glorious beauty.
I dont believe in uniformity, either in thought, in real life or in blogging (or facebooking ).
Life is full of colours.
Why stick to one or two when you can enjoy all of them?
My Stupid Hippie Rainbow Taste in life and blogging is all mine.
And I wouldnt have it any other way.
And so, I hope, would you.