What The Feng?
So here I am, tra-la-la, thinking, some day I should write a blog, oh puh-shaw, I say to my brain, what would I have to write about?
Fast forward to an e-mail:
“Hey, would you like to be our Follower Friday for the 13th?”
Why, yes I would.
Ooh, I could write about alternate universes and string theory, or how you need to keep spending during a recession, or over the top martial arts films and why I adore them…then it hit me. My brain needed de-cluttering. I needed to feng shui my brain. And maybe I did have something to write about every day—or at least this day. Feng Shui.
I love these fine women at RWTTD—and I’m lucky to know most of them through the local RWA chapter. I’m amyskf to you guys, but I’m other things too, I’m mom, wife, grandma, friend, daughter, sister, volunteer, employee, and writer. Sometimes writer is the last thing on the list, sometimes the first thing on the list. I’d actually like it to be on its own list, a separate list…an alternate universe list. But before I go off on a string theory tangent— maybe I’ll do that on my non-existent blog—I’ll get back to my point ( I do have one) the venerable Chinese tradition of Feng Shui, meaning, wind and water.
Say it with me: fung shway—it’s way fun, or shway fun.
Since I am much more left brained than right brained, I found a book that didn’t need a compass (seriously) for me to navigate: Move Your Stuff, Change Your Life, by Karen Rauch Carter. She has a great website as well: www.fengshuipalace.com.
I’m wicked simplifying it, but it is fun and I believe in it so much, I’m going to give one commenter a copy of Move Your Stuff, Change Your Life.