My brain is full of whigmaleerie and malarkey. The words makes me smile.
And then there is this quote, posted by someone I greatly admire:
"Maybe we are here to love wildly, passionately and fearlessly," whispered the heart
"You are going to get us all killed," yelled the brain.
Living in that pocket, where the heart is pushing us to new limits while the brain is yelling to put on the brakes - that's where the good stuff grows. And that's where you will be "too much" for some people. But you, dear reader - fierce, brave, creative - you aren't afraid to be too much. You love wildly. You love fearlessly. And you aren't too shy to embrace a little whigmaleerie.
And just to be sure you understand how truly unlimited a little whigmaleerie can be, here is both the Whigmaleerie dance and the Whigmaleerie band. :)
11/15/2018 08:00:47 am
From tipsy to whigmaleery—bring it on!!!
11/15/2018 08:19:27 am
My brain, being an expert worry center and herald of dangerous things, is always yelling at me when I create, when I love, when I reach. Sounds like we have kindred brains???? Hugging them both!
11/15/2018 11:13:42 am
All these new terms have my head in a spin. Oh Queen of the magic you belong to us all!
11/15/2018 12:55:06 pm
Spinning brains might get out of the way of our creativity! haha!
11/16/2018 07:05:13 pm
NOT your people. LOVE that. Love this fearless beauty, and I really enjoyed the musical interludes. How could you not be happy doing a dance like that? So fun :)
11/17/2018 07:59:13 am
Sheila! Thank you so much! Sometimes we just have to dance a whigmaleerie!
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