Inquisitive Human is talking to me, letting me know I am still unprepared to equip other people with the tools they need to sustain joy. Elemental Cupcake is talking to me, letting me know that a bad-ass paleo coffee cake isn't all I need to make a successful go of it. I have a good deal of work to do.
So, while my ego has no interest in publicizing the fact that I am poised on the razor's edge of the possibility of epic failure, here it is: I'm starting out on new adventures. Everyone knows it's true and real because I just updated my LinkedIn profile, and everything on LinkedIn has the ring of truthiness to it, doesn't it?
I haven't figured out why I feel compelled to look at or participate in LinkedIn, other than still not having a Facebook, Twitter, or SnapChat account (I did recently get an Instagram account! elemental_cupcake!). Perhaps it's the illusion of connection, or the idea that I can create my image to be anything I desire, more or less within the constraints of the reality of my work history. Maybe I want to feel and project that I have much more figured out than I actually do, but I do not. This is the scariest most exhilarating thing ever, and I'm trying my very most bestest to make it look reasonably well thought out on social media... except for here, of course, where we're just lettin' it all hang out.
I suppose I still want to feel as though I have a place to share my wins, to reinvent, to blossom into something that can carry the weight of 42 is Love into even the most corporate context. Maybe I have faith that I have enough love and enough soul to light a candle in the soul-suck instead of cursing the darkness. And there's this: https://www.linkedin.com/in/ragsmadison. Just when you think there is nothing for miles in the desert wasteland of corporate slag and entrepreneurial pretense, you run across a gem. Thank you, grain-free cupcakes, pickles, and holistic reality interrogation for making me whole again. And thank you Rags Madison, for infusing LinkedIn with some juicy reality.
