Why I love the Blogosphere...

If variety is the spice of life, then the blogosphere is a spicy place indeed.  I was toggling through various sites, just hitting the next blog button, it was a virtual trip to be sure.  Lets see, I ran into several scrap booking blogs, an Asian women blog, with lots of Asian women in orange hats. A blog about building muscle mass written in Spanish with huge pectoral muscles posted everywhere, a blog about Islamic bathing suits, modest to be sure...., a few sights selling baby clothes, and more blogs than I can count that were in a foreign language, which suits me fine because then I can make up what I think they may be saying.  There is a blog about poker that I've visited, and I learned all kinds of things the other day about Freud that I never knew, there are lots of mommy blogs, and a few by homeschooling mommy-s.  Those are not quite as interesting since, that is pretty much my reality, and it's the unfamiliar that I'm interested in.

Frankly, I am loving variety right now, and will take it where I can find it.  I mentioned in an earlier post that I live in and love Big sky country, and we have variety here, mostly with regard to the weather.  My friend, Miss Juicy lips, we'll call her, likes to say that spring in MT is bi-polar.  That about sums it up.  If you don't like the weather in MT wait 5 minutes, that's what the locals say anyway.

As for other kinds of variety, not so much.  For example, there are more cows here than people, .2% of the population are non caucasian, lots of salt no pepper, rather dull in that regard.  Let's see what else?  There is no variety in the restaurant department.   There are days that I'd be willing to draw blood for some good Indian food.   The mall, well lets not even call our collection of 13 stores a mall... and so on, you're beginning to get the picture right?  It's not really food or stores that I really feel hungry for though, with regard to variety.  It's people, people with different thoughts, different lives, different world views, different tastes, different languages, life experiences,  different politics, different religions.  I've spent my whole life in a very small world, with people who look like me, talk like me, think like me, worship like me...  Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, I've loved those people.  However,  I am peering over the fence for the first time with more curiosity, than fear.  I don't want to be exclusivistic  anymore.  I don't want to think that just because I'm English speaking, the rest of the world is too.  I mean that last sentence figuratively, but it conveys my meaning.....  

I've recently torn down some of my barriers.  I've allowed myself to care for a few people with different ideals than my own.  I've never felt so open.  Someone remind me that while I'm enjoying those with differences, that familiarity is beautiful too./// or as Travis Tritt said once in an interview, don't forget the one that brought you to the dance.

Like I said, this is about expanding my horizons....... so that I can be a more complete, loving, and enlightened sort of woman.