Posts Tagged: ‘inspiration’

birthday, marriage and more!

September 12, 2021 Posted by the writer

Hiding has suited me more than words can depict.

It’s been the best birthday weekend I’ve had to date. Since I found Heath, we’ve been inseparable. We haven’t spent a single day apart, two nights early at the start by circumstance.

There’s some cult members that lurk around this webpage who can ride back 12 years with me to the start. Back when I dumped husband one to move on with my life.

Somewhere in these pages a second and third husband are woven in for a variety of reasons. Brief spats of nothing filling a void I tried to deny was there.

It’s full now… lucky number four is official. I couldn’t be more pleased.

We spent around two months jetting around Queensland. Shout out to you guys who support the podcast. Next to my writing, it’s the most fun I’ve had with an art project.

Heath and I will be married next month, there’s all sorts of exciting news coming along with that. I’m melting back into my blahg. I’m happy I didn’t take it down, like I tend to with Interweb happenings. Online does and always has bored me, but the connections I’ve made and make are what keep me dipping in and out.

A birthday resolution is to be more consistent around here. I actually stuck with and manifested all of my birthday resolutions from last year, this year will be even better. At 43 years old, I’ve learned even when life feels the best, better is around the corner waiting to blow your mind.

My mind is blown. I spent my life looking for Heath and substituting half wits to kill the time while I wondered where he was. I went to New York City looking for him. I found myself and came back to Australia alone around eight years later because I knew it was where I had to be.

And here I am…

the resurrection

June 11, 2021 Posted by the writer

Namaste blah-g tribe… what’s goodie?

After about four months of invisible, FollowMeToNYC is being reignited.

To say my life is new is a gross understatement. I could not possibly be more pleased.

Some of you may have been keeping up with the pod, there’s even a YouTube game taking shape.

If you’re really curious what I’ve been up to… try here.

It’s been about four months since I met Heath.

Talk about a divine intervention.

Moving to Yamba, NSW back in January from the Gold Coast led me to my absolute, undoubtable twin flame whilst also introducing me to some of the most disgusting real estate beasts I have yet to encounter.

Those keeping up are naturally aware that I have an extensive history with wanky real estate agents dating back to 2010, possibly prior. So without getting into too much detail, I’ll just let you know that the latest literally forged my signature on a fake contract and submitted it to a court.

… that happened.

I’m leaving Yamba. Heath and I are embarking on a journey around Australia to figure out where the love fest continues.

Heath, Fronkles, Lily, Pascal and I are hitting the street next week.

Heathen Down Under is my favourite project to date with my favourite entity. There is nothing close to him. The cliche mention that ‘everything happens for a blah blah blah’ is true. And when you find the love of your lifetimes, the rest really does wash aside.

Even the most fucked bits.

I hope you’re going to come along on our journey. We’re gearing up, it’s wonderful being brought back to life.

I was getting bored being dreary. x o x

Happy 2021… where you’ve never known

January 10, 2021 Posted by the writer

Happy 2021 blahg family! It’s time for the dreaded January detox, alas, my weekends have been a bit of a cheat. There’s definitely been one or two bloody marys going down on a Saturday.

Not gonna lie…

Today is Sunday. I walked the puppies. I exercised. I meditated. I made a fruit salad.

I think about all of the words around here regularly. The world has changed since 2009 and I’ve changed with it in some ways — other ways I’m exactly the same.

I started FollowMeToNYC as a disguise to deal with my divorce after my eight year marriage fell apart. It’s funny looking back because I never really spoke about what set all of this off… it was just “New York City NEW York City NEW YORK CITY!”

Let’s not forget that New York City is my fucking town. For life.

Life goes on and you grow. I don’t understand these people who want to live forever. I don’t. Maybe because I believe in life after death.

Regardless of anything, this webpage is special to me. Even if I’m not here as much as I used to be.

Not a lot of people know me personally. I don’t really talk to anyone regularly these days. Just my sister, my father and my best friend.

I feel stronger than I ever have. It makes my soul tingle.

My ineffable love for the world doesn’t fade, but human beings have really gone out of their way to try to fuck me over. Unsuccessfully (obvs), but consistently. Hence “tried…”

For this reason, I’ve retreated. And it’s paid off. The only thing that has ever hurt me in life has been a human. That’s nothing jaded or cynical, it’s reality. I feel like most living creatures would probably agree. Sure sometimes a natural disaster comes in and fucks us around.

But for the most part, it’s people.

In three weeks I’m moving to someplace I’ve never even visited. As the virus fucks the world around, I’m still in this small place where I don’t need to wear a mask and hardly anyone has dropped dead.

This doesn’t make me feel great considering the state of the world. However, I’m grateful and amazed for the position I’ve been in.

Separately, in my true gypsy nature, I’m moving. Again.

It will be the seventh time I’ve moved in the past three years.

… you got that?

Buckle up blahg family. I’m still here. I’ve been so quiet, but I have heaps to tell you. I’m thinking of new ways to do that.

Mostly, I’m just living my life. I’m not chasing anything anymore. I’m 42 and I can just independently exist. I don’t rely on anyone. My heart has a shield around it that took about eight years to build.

I’ve decided in 2021 I need to become a multi-millionaire so no one that I love ever has to care about money again.

… let’s see what happens. x o x

words i don’t like

September 14, 2020 Posted by the writer

Being the language lover I am, there are two words I don’t like.

‘Content’ and ‘influencer’.

I don’t like the word content because it takes the essence out of the word writing.

It sounds like something to be merely consumed rather than cherished and considered, something forced instead of something thoughtful.

Content takes away from my personal definition of writing which is based on create.

The reason I don’t like the word influencer is very simple, I’m not someone who’s influenced.

In the westernised world where I tend to reside, the media seethes. I have made a very conscious, life-long effort to make moves to avoid this.

It’s why I’ve never owned a television the 20 years I’ve been out of my parents’ house. I don’t read newspapers unless I’m getting paid to.

It’s work living in my happy bubble. New York City is ironically a wonderful place to avoid the media because as much as everyone is watching the city, in the city you’re just marvelling at what’s around you.

A large part of why I elect to live in Australia is because of the tiny population, 24 million. Less people, less media, it’s a very simple equation.

Don’t get me wrong, I still like some documentaries. I still play with cameras and have fun on Tik Tok. I’m going to be starting a podcast, and once I create my writing program, I’ll have to have some type of strategy to share what I create with as many people as I possibly can.

In the meantime, I’m going to keep hiding out with my three dogs chasing waves and kissing sun.

No content, and certainly no influencers.

what i’m doing…

October 26, 2018 Posted by the writer

I like this art project. I’ve enjoyed being quiet just as much as I liked blahging here every day. Sooner or later I’ll get back to my daily boos.. I reckon.

It’s lush getting messages from cult members who have been part of this page since it started. I have a few questions on what I’ve been up to…

I’m currently on the Gold Coast in Australia. I live in a mansion (literally) and make money working from home, writing.

My creative pieces are inky and secret. The puppies are so happy, dancing on the beach every morning. My husband is sexy, I don’t hate him anymore.

It’s amazing to think I’ve had three husbands since I started this webpage. Number one and I don’t talk, which is part of why I started this page in the first place.

Number two is homeless in Los Angeles. He called me for a pep talk this morning.

I never close my windows. I smile incessantly. I don’t really talk to anyone. Escaping the poison of American media is a wonderful thing. Of course I miss New York City.

… but I always go back to New York City.

I’m too blessed to be stressed. After my 40th birthday, I’ve been spending a lot of time fasting. I do yoga in my living room and swim in my infinity pool a lot. There’s salt water on my body every day.

I’ve always been a secret keeper. I guess that’s part of what made this project exciting, the exposure and connection with the outside world.

A lot of you have seen this page go up and come down. I’m happy it’s up now, it’s been really lovely hearing from the cult clan.

I’m going to keep quiet for as long as I feel like. I’m happy. I hope you all are as well…

Love x


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