Shark Energy

I texted my brother the morning I started writing this blog because I wanted to show him my new tattoo. His response after I sent him the picture was, “Lol, why a hammerhead shark?”

My response was, “Cause I think they’re cute and I just love shark energy in general.”

I really started to think about why it is I love sharks. I’m not even sure when the love began. I don’t even know where my hammerhead stuffy came from. I somehow have a hammerhead shark onesie and a shark wearable blanket. And now I have a hammerhead shark tattoo.

What did I mean by “shark energy,” though?

I enjoy that sharks just be going about doing their shark business. They aren’t out trying to eat humans for fun. However, if you’re there, and they’re hungry, it’s a possibility you get hurt or eaten.

If you haven’t already gathered from previous blogs, (welcome, if this is your first blog of mine you’ve read) I’m just a random goofball person.

I’m just out here trying to find joy in life.

I promise I don’t like sharks because they bite people sometimes. I just made a random comparison in my head that I enjoyed.

I’m truly a very kind person. I don’t say that because I’m full of myself, it just is what it is. I have always aspired to be a kind person in every interaction. Over the years I’ve learned what true empathy looks like, and I’ve worked to function in that regard.

I try to mind my business and do what I can to remember that my choices are my own and I can’t and don’t want to control other’s choices.

The shark energy comes in to play because yes, I’m going to mind my business, but if you’re a jerk, I might bite off your arm.

Figuratively, of course.

Bullies weren’t really a thing I dealt with as a child, aside from maybe my dad being one, but I didn’t realize that at the time. I also didn’t spend the majority of my time with him, so I could ignore the nonsense for the most part. Anyways, I didn’t really have any reason to stand up for myself.

College is when I started to bump into conflict. My college roommate would do something inconsiderate. My boyfriend would only acknowledge me when it was convenient for him. Classmates said things that were clearly sexist, racist, or homophobic.

I ignored a lot of it, or let it pass because I didn’t want to offend anyone. Sometimes I would try to say something but not everything I would really like to say, because they pushed back, and I didn’t have the strength for the debate/argument.

I remember one college professor doing hypnosis demonstrations in class. I was nervous at first but eventually volunteered during a group demonstration. I told him I wanted to stop being a pushover.

I haven’t heard much about hypnosis or even know of its validity since that class, but I remember one day my mom saying “you’re different since being hypnotized.” I don’t recall her meaning it positively. My mom loves me and I her, but we differ on a number of things.

I don’t know if hypnosis is the cause or simply a correlation, but I did start standing up for myself and others more after that. Now I live in this shark energy kinda vibe. I’m chill, but come for me, those I love, or try to take rights away from people, I, again, may bite your arm off.

I thrive off learning. I soak in evidence based information like it’s a warm bath. My brain craves knowledge and seeks it out any chance it gets. I love using that information to help people’s lives be better. It bothers me that others don’t share this type of energy.

So many people are only out here for themselves and then want to blame the shark when they get bitten. You can’t be out here messing up other people’s lives based on whatever you want and on your beliefs and then be mad when someone snaps back. If you’re in the ocean, you may get bit.

I don’t fully know why this blog came to my mind, but there’s just something about sharks that bring me joy, and I love that I now have such a daily physical reminder of their energy.

I try to have a kind message in all my blogs. The message I’ve been writing at the end of most is to be kind to others but don’t forget to be kind to yourself as well!

That’s fair in this one as well. However, I just want to add that be mindful of what you do and where you do it. If you’re more worried about what choices someone else is making, you may not notice the shark swimming up to bite your arm off. If the choice someone else makes isn’t harming you, mind your business.

I love y’all! I hope the message landed, and if not, maybe I’ll try again to explain my thoughts on another day.