The Bootylicious Diva Muse

I have people coming at me from every direction, texting, emailing, calling and even stopping by with their problems…and I am more than happy to help.

In fact, I feel it is my calling to inspire, help, and motivate others whenever possible. Hence the name, Diva Muse. I believe I am a positive Diva who inspires other Divas, the Diva of muses or a muse for Divas, if you will. Personally, I think both apply. And I really believe that their is a little bit of positive Diva in all of us as well as a little muse

But who inspires, who helps, who motivates the Diva Muse? For the most part…me. I motivate me. But I am also motivated by my fellow bloggers. Most of whom, don’t even have a clue of what they bring to my life.

I find that most people are not very good listeners. They think they are, but they really don’t know what it means to truly listen actively. They unload their whole life story on you and as soon as you open your mouth to speak about yourself, (you know, a mutual exchange) their eyes glaze over, they have to suddenly go somewhere, or they become extremely distracted.

There should be a rule, if you unload on someone, you should be equally open to being unloaded on for the same amount of time or you should have to give the person you’re unloading on, an IOU redeemable at some time in the near future, no matter how self involved you may happen to be, or how boring you think the person is. Trust me, habitual unloaders don’t have the most interesting lives and a lot of the things that they are in a tizzy about, they usually bring upon themselves. But I digress.

I know three people personally who are actually, genuinely good listeners. It comes naturally to them. My life-long friend, Youvet, another good friend I met about 13 years ago, Carla, and My adult bestfriend, Danyelle. I say their names here because I bet they rarely get any acknowledgment for how well they listen to others. I consider myself a good listener, but I am nowhere near as awesome as they are.

Youvet and Carla are the best listeners, attentive, and engaging. They give good advice when appropriate and they are not judgmental. I have learned over the years to not unload on them because with all of my pent up feelings and emotions and ideas, I don’t want to overwhelm them. I actually want to keep them as friends. And Danyelle and I always have so much to tell each other, we are literally exhausted by the time we are done talking. She lives in Germany now, so our conversations are very few and far between. Oh, and a fourth who is an emerging listener, my son. I must admit, I am not as good at listening to any of them as I should be. But at least I do make the effort.

Perhaps this is the reason I blog. I can write down what I want to say and anyone who chooses to read it, can. And those whose eyes glaze over don’t have to. Perhaps this is the reason most bloggers blog.

Perhaps we realize that often love comes easier from strangers than from those who claim to love us and claim to be there for us. Or perhaps bloggers just realize the intrinsic value of real two way communication. And here in the blogosphere, we can do that as much or as little as we want. Bloggers understand how important conversation really is, even if it is written.

This post was inspired by another post written by Ms.Pennylane on her Marmalade Skies Blog. She is an awesome blogger and even when I don’t hear from her, I know she is out there somewhere listening. Because afterall, that is what WE do.

Please visit her blog to read the post that inspired this one.
Pouring Your Heart Out To Strangers

Till Next Time,