The Endless Sea of Merworld Fans

Okay...I'm being sarcastic. I think I've had more dates than blog hits since I've started this merworld blog (not too many in other words). Maybe I'm stuck in a whirlpool or stagnant water? No. I prefer to think I'm in a navigable eddy. With some paddle work I'll be back in the current soon! Keep on reading and believing. The Merworld is waiting for us all to dive in.

Why a Merworld Blog

So, I've made a bunch of pretty lame entries on this Merworld blog. I must admit I haven't been concerned because I only have one follower (one of my sisters) and I get hardly any hits. Okay. So, in some ways I'm just writing this for myself. Could this state of bloghood change?

The answer is yes. This past week I had some activity on this crazy Merworld blog. It wasn't outrageous, but it was enough to start thinking I might actually get some readers. I do think the topic and all it could potentially cover is huge. Hey, mermaids are big right now...or so the media says. So, if you are asking "Why a Merworld blog?", my answer must be "Why not!"

Wishing I was at the Sea

I've been land locked way too long. I haven't been in the ocean since Christmas and Paje Beach in Zanzibar. I'm missing the water, waves and maids. As I say this, I know I will have some time before I'm back at a beach. My current job hunt is looking at an extended return to the desert. I don't mind the desert for my home as long as I can look forward to a beach break not too far into the future.

Under the Sea

You ever feel like you're under the sea. I do at times. Right now it's a little like that. Kinda like I'm tangled in life's mysteries. I'm back at a summer camp I used to work at. I actually came to get away from my Mom's place (where I've had an unexpected mid-life extended stay...it hasn't been much fun). Anyhow, I keep getting caught in thoughts of the potential of this setting. I'm think of a healing place. A place for those who have gone through issues of toxicity (whether from a traumatic childhood or exposure to toxins or both). The camp lake is too low to keep any of the Mer too happy. As for myself, I have rekindled memories and old friendships which are likely to stay for a lifetime.

So, it may be I'm under the sea, but I seem to always bob up to the surface.