Follow your nose (it always knows) is my meandering diary tale about living a life following intuition, instincts, apparitions, smells, and especially dreams. Follow your nose is a blog about wandering and wondering – following hunches, whimsy and the guidance of nightly whisperings.
Sometimes this can be a good thing. Sometimes it doesn’t work out quite so well. But there it is.
Born into an Anglican family, I have slipped or slithered into believing something akin to the philosophy of the Northeastern Natives as interpreted by Jean de Brebeuf in the 1600′s, when he wrote,
The dream is the oracles that all these poor peoples consult and listen to, the prophet which predicts future events, the Cassandra which warns of misfortunes threatening them, the physician who treats them in their sicknesses…It is their most absolute master…
(Okay we’ll have to overlook his “poor” peoples thing, given the century he was writing)
Begun as a place to share dreams and an unabashed love of shamanism and mysticism, as a place to share stories in the form of Facebook fragment or ancient tale or anything in between, on most days this is simply a photoblog.
Writing days include thoughts on movies, travels, friends, and bumps in the night; occasional angry rants on failed relationships, money worries, the limitations of psychiatry and the general state of the world; musings on the teachings of gurus, random strangers, cross-cultural encounters, the mysteries of the universe and fluctuations in the weather.
In Mayan astrology I am Red Electric Serpent (something about an intense relationship with the body, a shedding of skins in rebirth)
In Chinese astrology I am Wood Dragon (big ego, opinionated, reckless, never settles down in love)
But really, the ordinary truth is I’m a middle-aged female, single mom to a gorgeous, smart, sullen teenage boy, living in the downtown core of Toronto, Canada, and working as an editor in the film and television industry.
You could call me Kat, or maybe Katalina – for now I’m posting sort-of semi-anonymously, in a half-hearted attempt to disguise myself, as I work in a rather cynical, non-mystical industry.
My hopes for this space are to share the rambling path that is my life, both visual and anecdotal, to burrow into lived experiences, the world out there and the stuff in my head, and crack open the navel-gazing like a walnut just to see the insides.
Bright Blessings to all Visitors,