It’s a bit after the fact, I know, but I’ve been thinking you might like to know the origin of my blog name. I also thought I’d throw in the origin of my Instagram and Tumblr* names (the same as each other) just for fun.
Before the blog, there was Instagram, and before that there was Amos…
How Amos got his name.
Instagram was my very first social media forum, even before my Facebook page–which I have recently deactivated. When I set up the Instagram account and had to choose a name, I decided to purloin a name I’d been using as the trade name for the jewellery I made and sold in the local gallery–Amos the Magic Dog…or in Instagram-speak, @amosthemagicdog. There is nothing brief about it, which flies in the face of most marketing strategies except, it seems, that it is memorable.
Amos-the-magic-dog was really Storm-the-rescue-dog. We adopted him when he was about 10 months old from the local animal shelter. He was part Blue Heeler (cattle dog) and the vet thought perhaps part Corgi as well, but who knows! He was sweet and smart as anything and lived to the ripe old age of 18 years, 17+ of them with us. When he was about midway through his life, my parents came to Australia to visit us. They stayed for several weeks. Dad and I would go for walks in the mornings and Storm would come with us. We walked on the golf course, which at that time of the morning had few golfers, so Storm could have a run off the leash. Storm would be very busy sniffing and peeing and trying to herd the rabbits and birds (Blue Heeler instinct at work) and Dad would look around and wonder where he had disappeared, but for some reason he couldn’t remember Storm’s name. One morning he asked ‘Where is Amos-the-magic-dog?’ It tickled me so much, the name stuck in my head. Dad’s family had a habit of making up names, the product of their ‘humour gene’. The classic was the woman up the street that my Grandfather called ‘Porch Swing’, because he would always see her sitting in a swing on her front porch. Everyone knew who he was talking about when he said it, and I knew who Dad was talking about when he asked about Amos.
So, when I wanted a cute, funky name for the jewellery I made, Amos the Magic Dog came to mind. The tags even included a photo of Storm, aka Amos. And when I opened my Instagram account I became ‘amosthemagicdog’. I attended an Instameet with other Instagrammers earlier this year, and I introduced myself as amosthemagicdog, and the other contributors immediately knew who I was, er rather, recognised the name.
The blog name.
I thought I might want to write about more serious matters when I started the blog, so I decided the Amos name might not be quite the right vibe. I started playing around with various names but nothing quite worked, mostly because they were already being used by someone else. So, thought I, no one else will be named Ardys, certainly that should work. But it didn’t! And a couple of years ago a woman named Ardys actually contacted me, having found my blog. Mystery solved. There are a few of us out there! And then I tried adding my initials, becoming ardys-e-z. I realised that minus the hyphens it would either sound like ‘ardys easy'(hmmm…) or ‘ardys-says’ when people read it. Being an optimist, ardysez was registered. Not as creative as it could have been, perhaps, and slightly confusing as it turned out, due to the unusual nature of my name, but not having any better ideas that were immediately able to be registered, it remained. Then a friend gave me a lovely birthday card in which she had copied the following anonymous passage:
There is that which has always been there,
Which has never left your side,
Which has always been present,
Whatever the feeling, the circumstance.
When you turn your attention to trusting that,
You surrender to yourself.
That really said it all to me; what my life and writing was trying to be about. And so the byline for ardysez became ‘surrender to yourself’. I think of the longer version above when I read the byline, and thought you might like to know it too, so that it may give you some context in which to read my various writings.
Wishing you a happy and healthy week.
(I had intended to add another photo and a new feature to this post before publishing today, but for two days our internet and/or WordPress has been very difficult for uploads, so it will wait for another time.)
(*Tumblr is another blogging format. I have not explored it as much as I have WordPress, and I use it mostly to reblog my WordPress posts, and Instagram photos.)
I always wondered about the name Ardysez and thought that your name might be Ardy plus says, or your name was. R. D. Says. Mystery solved.My father was also good at making up names for everyone. We all had the most ridiculous nic names and he used them until he passed away 5 years ago.
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I wonder if the nicname thing was a habit of that generation. My other grandfather nicnamed my mother a boy’s name, Jimmy! We tried never to burden our daughter with a name other than her given one, not even a shortened version of it. Thanks Francesca!
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I confess I’ve always thought it was Ardys says. It also seemed appropriate for a blog written by Ardys. Thank you or clearing that up.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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Well, you thought correctly! Thanks David.
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Funny how our fur-ones stay with us. Mine feature in various ways in user names and passwords. I’m stoked to see pics of the amazing Storm-the-rescue-dog, alias Amos and learn the story behind the name. I’ve used various creative names over the years, but EllaDee, an anagram of my first and middle names as we’ve discussed, is almost an alter ego after working closely with it for almost 4 years now.
P.S. you’ll see from my post tomorrow inspiration has struck us similarly this week…
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EllaDee suits you so well, it is sometimes hard for me to remember your real name! I’m looking forward to reading your post tomorrow to see the similarity. Thanks Dale.
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I always read your handle as Ardys says too so you were hot on the money with manipulating your name and initials. Just hopped over to Instagram follow your amazing phonography
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Oh, wow, Sandra, thanks so much! Today’s effort was a bit of a laugh, haven’t posted yet, just about to though. It’s a bit of a juggle to keep this whole thing going at the moment.
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I never got to meet your Storm, Ardys, as I turned up not long after he had passed, so sadly did not get to know that special little man in your life. What a lovely little soul is the one looking back at me through the lens of the camera!
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Thanks Betty. You, being a former dog trainer, would have loved Storm. I really do love the Amosthemagicdog name because every time I see it, I’m reminded of two very special beings in my life who are no longer here.
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His other special name, Amos, means, strong, courageous….and he looks to have been a gutsy little fellow too! xx
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I love the photo of Storm the magic dog! xx
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Thanks so much Joanna. xx
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Nothing is more serious than humour.
Mel
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I’ll add that pearl of wisdom to the other one you gave me “Do they have ten years of experience or one year of experience 10 times over”. Thanks Mel. x
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Amos the magic dog – what an awesome name :). Dogs take up a chunk of our heart, don’t they. It was lovely hearing about the origin of your blog name. Actually, now that leads me to remember how the practical mystic came in to being: a friend (who is a mystical Theologian) shared this Meister Eckhart quote with me: “Theologians may quarrel, but the Mystics of the world speak the same language.” And when I read it, I thought, yes, I am a Mystic…a Practical mystic! And that was it, the name stuck.
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How glad I am to know that, Sara. I have wondered what you had in mind when naming your blog! Isn’t the whole naming thing so interesting, whether it is naming our children or our social media accounts, there is something revealing about whatever name we choose. Thanks for reading!
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I always thought, too that it was Ardys says, but I have been curious about it and now you have solved the mystery… and a little mystery is always a good thing! I had a Great-Aunt Ardys and she was a humorous and deep-thinking person. We kids loved seeing her when she visited my grandparents home (maybe once a year at family gatherings as she lived in Minnesota, quite far from my Nebraska home) and she delighted us with the most curious questions. We often fought over who could sit next to Aunt Ardys at the table for Danish afternoon coffee, as Ardy’s always had some trick up her sleeve – usually a story or a game with a special prize for the winner. Every time I see a post by you, I am reminded of the “first” Ardys in my life… and I find the same delight and curiousity each time I visit your blog. I feel the love, my friend. 🙂
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I love your comment, Lori, thank you so much. Having lived for 60 years without ever knowing of, or knowing, anyone whose name was/is Ardys, I have now heard of two, and even exchanged emails with one. Amazing. I’m so pleased she was a favourite Aunt, too. I had a favourite aunt when I was young and it is a very special relationship. I feel the love, too, my friend. x
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The name game–a meaningful, relevant and sometimes weighty task. The business of choosing an identity runs so deep, and yet it can be so entertaining.
The stories behind the titles, the history behind the signature–I love it all.
And I especially love the story of Amos.
Thanks for the reveal, Ardys. There is no one quite like you–no matter what you call yourself.
xox
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Thanks so much Shelley. I really have to contain my enthusiasm for blog reading and names and how people reveal themselves so that I don’t sit at the computer all day long. It is a very interesting phenomenon and to think it didn’t exist in its current form 15 years or so ago is amazing.
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I use my pets names for so many things. Right now though my current dog’s name is Megatron, not sure how that will fit into my life…
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Haha that’s a great name. Am sure you can think of something to name after Megatron! Thanks for reading.
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I also wondered about the name Ardysez. I really like it!
Also.. *crying* at this – ‘The classic was the woman up the street that my Grandfather called ‘Porch Swing’, because he would always see her sitting in a swing on her front porch.’ Bwahahahaha. Oh goodness..
My family totally has that make up name humor gene too. Only our close friends and family understand our language and it’s origins, so your descriptions about how amos (and your instagram account) were names have given me the biggest smile! Love It!
Your blog name, Surrender to yourself fits your blog. – Couldn’t image it being anything else.
Written beautifully.
ML
x
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Thanks Miss Lou! I’m so glad to see someone else’s family has some of these same quirks! Happy you enjoyed this post! xx
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