Imagine a large- like really large- bunch of women.
All (strongly) opinionated, all more than ready to sling that opinion across your windpipe without wondering if the strange noise without was you chocking. In other words, all accustomed to moving the world- in their own unspectacular, ordinary way. The fulcrum they use is a keyboard. This bunch of women- they of Tough Stance- call themselves Indiblogeshwaris. They not only do things differently, they also do different things. I, ermm… belong to this group.
Innovation is a very Indiblogeshwaris thing. With so many smart women congregating under one banner, it had to be. Combine that with Christmas cheer and you have an unmistakable winner!
This year the Indiblogeshwaris are giving each other something priceless for Christmas. They are gifting each other loads of love. All those who are participating are appointed secret elves. Each elf is to (secretly) review a blog (The details of this Christmas bonanza are HERE). The reviewing elf would introduce the blog and write about the blogger’s style. I was delighted to receive my hush- hush mail which informed me that I would be reviewing BlogwatiG.
If I was asked to describe BlogwatiG (the blog, not the blogger) in a word, I’d have chosen warm. The blog makes me feel warm.
(On an aside, I am sure it makes some people more than warm; more like hot under the collar. Specially if they are the kind who have pretty pink toes. But I digress, as always. Alas!)
((On another aside, those of you who’ve had their formative years blighted by being compelled to wade the murky waters of a Wren and Martin‘s grammar primer, do you remember the fruitiest sentence of that very lethal volume? To me it was Alas! I am undone!. For the life of me I can’t imagine what Messers Wren and Martin were high on when they devised that absolutely idiotic sentence. Talk about substance abuse! Oops! Sorry sorry… I forgot! Tsk tsk! No more digressing! Honor bright!))
There are those who put together a blog haphazardly. They pile on things willy- nilly. If someone were to ask them why they’ve included conflicting elements, they’d stare at you goggle- eyed. They would be unaware that the confusion of their inner world is out there for everyone to see.
A blog is an individual’s most personal space. Every element displayed is selected with deliberation. It is the visual representation of a blogger’s soul. To some of us, this place is more home than the physical space we inhabit.
BlogwatiG is the banner of a warm soul. It has been crafted with panache and gusto, chiseled with love and warmth. Strong opinions form the immovable foundations of this castle while it’s walls are festooned with colorful bunting of wicked humor. You may love it or hate it; you can never ignore it. It stands forth without fanfare, quietly- and unequivocally- wearing its colors on it’s sleeve.
It is like the aromatic cuppa I cradle in my palm, chilled fingers wrapped around the smooth ceramic. The lazy vapors open the windows of my consciousness while the warm brew travels down my throat depositing bundles of warm comfort within me. Yes, the blog is warm.
In a way, I am sorry I know the blogger behind the blog. I wish I had reviewed the blog before I cyber- met the blogger. Now, since I know the woman whose fingers play upon the keyboard to create this warm space, my opinion might be a little colored by my knowledge. I will try my best to forget that I have known the lady for nearly two years.
BlogwatiG is a true blog. It is an online diary (a web-log) which captures the lights, colors and aromas and epiphanies of a life lived with unrestrained passion. The warmth comes spilling out from behind the words- now bursting with color, now aglow with light, now furious with passion. Once you have absorbed the welcome onslaught of the warmth, the thoughtful insights steal up to you and quietly slip their warm hands into your cold ones. You turn to look, and your heart is captured in the smile that meets your eyes.
The warmth nestling between the pages of BlogwatiG is not fragile and intermittent but robust and omnipresent. It can make you giggle breathlessly like a child who is whooshing on the downward swing of a giant wheel. You will feel as if you left your mid-riff suspended in air a few score feet above you. You barely have time to get your breath back on the upswing before you go whooshing down again!
One of the things I love about the blog are the names given to the sidebar sections. They are quirky and funny. Another thing I love is the quietness of the place. There are no blaring horns (or trumpets) anywhere on the blog and that’s a big relief. There is too much noise in the blogsphere these days. This blog is simple and uncomplicated. You find easily what you came to find; a few warm chuckles laced with something that makes you think for a long time after you’ve clicked away from the pages. What more can one ask for?
Wish you and yours a very warm Christmas High Priestess!
Note: Forgive the mixed metaphor of the title. Nothing else seemed to communicate the exact nuance of what I wanted to say. 😀