This little spot on the interwebs will serve as a home for the many thoughts and contemplations I should have been writing down as they occurred. My journeys through this jungle called life. I have many happy, thoughtful and thought-filled light-bulb style moments as of late, and I want to be able to go back to them and see how they've added to my life.
First, if you have yet to really meet me, or are not too familiar with my recent obsession with 'being lion', let me explain the transformation. Possibly I'll understand it even better for myself by sharing it here.
I was getting ready to travel to Ottawa for an event. Not just an event, but a leather event. Ok, even better than that.. it was a leather dyke event. Where I come from, there really is no leather community at large, and certainly what exists is heteronorm and not my cup of tea so much. Unholy Harvest was going to be a great time. Like in the years before, there was a theme and this past October the theme was Cirque du Sade.
That shouldn't be a problem for many a dyke, but for a girl who can barely manage to choose clothes for work (I mean, what tank top will I wear with my jeans tomorrow?), choosing a themed costume to wear to an event that promised beautiful, wonderful people I had never met? Yikes.
I had it figured out really. I was going to be a clown. I had it sketched out, and the clown was going to be incredible, hot and dark. And then someone I care about, like a lot, reminded me of her hate/fear of clowns. Oh yeah, there's that. What if there are people at Unholy Harvest who hate clowns? I was back to square one.
I'm thankful for that moment of 'oh-no' because it is what led me to the lion. And, despite the fact that I was once hell bent on attending the Ringling Bros and Barnum & Bailey Clown College, I have since grown to realize how much 'being a lion' suits me. In the coming days, I plan to better articulate just how it is that 'lion' makes me purr.
It's more than just a costume.
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