Last month marked a year since I started The Electric Oracle, and this month marks a year since I started posting videos to YouTube! To celebrate, I made this blooper reel. Safe to say it could have gone on for an hour, but I wouldn’t subject anyone to that… enjoy!
Love and luck,
Arguably the least important thing I’ll ever post on The Electric Oracle, but I felt like posting something lighthearted amidst all the Hurricane Ophelia drama. Enjoy!
I hadn’t planned on posting today, but a teeny tiny celebration is in order – thank you for 600 followers?! Having made it to 500 I thought it would take a lot longer to break another hundred, but the internet can be unpredictable at the best of times. Thank you so much for being here, I appreciate it beyond words.
Since I don’t have a whole lot to say, I thought I’d just remind you all of where else you can find The Electric Oracle;
50 Facts About Me (me being Clodagh!) – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8vrDPKRRSA
I hope you’re all feeling healthy and happy. Thank you for being here.
Love and luck,
I’ve gone through about 14 clichés trying to come up with an introduction to this post. THANK YOU FOR 500! As always, I never ever expected to gain any kind of following when I started The Electric Oracle, so to see it grow like this is wonderful.
To celebrate this milestone (of sorts), I’ve put together something a little bit different…
I thought it would be nice to ~expand my horizons~, so there you have it! I won’t necessarily be making videos on a regular basis, but I enjoyed putting this one together + I hope you enjoy watching it just as much. I mean, it’s shoddily edited and very very cringeworthy, but hey. Life is too short to care, “those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind” etc etc etc. If you make it to the end of the video, I applaud you.
Love, luck & gratitude,
Big emotions often lead to big results – for better or for worse. On the other end of the spectrum, emotional placidity may lead to tranquility, but nothing more. I use the term ‘placidity’ as I’m not referring to a lack of emotion so much as stability of emotion.
These past few weeks I’ve felt very placid. Calm, even. The kind of calm you feel within a daily routine – everything is familiar, right down to the smell of tea and toast in the morning. With this familiarity comes a sense of living in the present moment; rather than dwell upon your insatiable desire to succeed in life, you worry more about whether there’s enough milk in the fridge for tea later.
Living in the present moment may be lovely, but circumstantially speaking, it is uninspiring. This doesn’t automatically make it ‘bad’ to live in the present; on the contrary, if feeling calm coincides with feeling uninspired, then I am more than happy to make the trade-off every once in a while.
This leads me to the thinking behind this post, or the reason why I haven’t been posting all that regularly of late. I haven’t been feeling inspired – and it’s been delightful! I’ve really enjoyed this pleasant, homey feeling. When it did occur to me that I hadn’t posted in over a week, I decided to embrace this ‘lack’ of inspiration rather than force something into my mind.
I really hope you’re all doing well and that you get to experience this placidity soon, if you haven’t felt it already this year.
Love and luck,
Am I gonna make one of these posts every time I hit a ‘milestone’ with followers? Yes, yes I am. I’m a firm believer in expressing gratitude. Tonight we hit three hundred! I cannot thank you all enough for engaging with me – although I say this all the time, I expected literally 4 people to be reading The Electric Oracle, so to have even surpassed 100 followers in the space of three weeks is wonderful. ❤
In other news, I’m going on holidays tomorrow! Nowhere exotic, just Donegal (the northwest of Ireland). However, I know a lot of you aren’t from Ireland, so I thought it’d be fun to bring you with me (kind of). I’ll be updating my snapchat as much as possible while I’m there; I won’t have frequent access to wifi so the posts may be a slightly inconsistent, but still. If you’d like to see a beautiful part of Ireland, do follow me on snapchat – my username is electric_oracle, or you can scan the snapcode on the righthand side of this page.
I probably won’t be posting on here next week, what with the dodgy wifi, so I shall bid you farewell for now! I hope you’re all as healthy and happy as can be.
Love and luck,
I am an introvert through and through. I much prefer quiet, secluded settings to raucous parties, and being around large groups of people can be very taxing on my energy reserves. This in and of itself isn’t a bad thing; we all have our own individual personalities, and there is nothing wrong with leaning more towards the quiet side.
It is when we consider the world as a whole that an issue comes about. Our society is undoubtedly extrovert by nature. Think about it. What springs to mind when you think of the word ‘fun’? Parties, sunshine and beaming faces? I would almost bet money that you didn’t imagine a night in, curled up on the couch with a hot drink and fluffy socks. Even as a true introvert, I associate the word ‘fun’ more with what is considered fun than with my idea of fun. I have to fastforward through bright colours and people a-plenty to reach my ‘fun’ place. My happy place. A place where I am – surprise surprise – curled up on the couch with maybe three or four close friends, chatting about life and feeling all the happy feels.
This whole idea of reflecting on the concept of fun occurred to me quite recently, when I realised how much societal standards had impacted upon my own perceptions. Why do I associate parties with ‘fun’, when in reality I borderline hate parties? Why do I imagine hoards of people when I’d so much rather be with close friends and family? It’s almost as though we are indoctrinated from a young age as to what ‘fun’ should be. This makes it so easy to lose touch with yourself and your own needs for the sake of pleasing those around you. It also means that you are automatically ‘boring’ if you don’t go out a lot, or don’t always say a whole lot. For an introvert, this can be hellish. Cruel, even.
I think if I write anymore I’ll just be ranting, so let’s end it here. What I really want to get across with this piece is how subjective ‘fun’ is. It is ok to let off steam at home rather than at parties. It’s even more ok to be aware of how you actually feel, and to make this clear to others. You are not ‘dry’* for not wanting to go out. You’re just you. Be happy about that and let others deal with it.
Love and luck,
* dry = a colloquial term used in Ireland to depict someone who’s no fun (oh, the irony) / won’t go out and drink / won’t go out to have a good time etc etc.