Sometimes I wonder why I write on this blog.
I’ve chosen to write in a style that stems from sharing my own experience, which to some may seem self-indulgent and self-absorbed. I can sink quite quickly into deep introspection.
I find my passion, wisdom, sense of morality, and stillness in the solitude of introspection. It is there that I am able to rest, restore and rejuvenate my spirit.
Some people pray, some people meditate, some people go fishing, some people golf to find this. I am soulfully introspective.
Partly, this blog is therapeutic for me. A visual reminder of where I’ve been. As I shared with my love the other day, writing my personal experiences and reading them back later show me two things: 1) how much I’ve changed; and 2) how I really haven’t changed that much at all.
The other part is for the connection it may offer to others. It’s an incredible experience, feeling very much alone and then coming across someone else’s writing in which I find exactly my own thoughts and feelings. I can’t count the number of times that I’ve been researching something, and I came across something that wasn’t exactly what I was looking for but it’s exactly what I was looking for.
Connection. It’s all about the connection.
When I resurface from some time in introspection, I feel inspired to share my experience. Not because I have any brilliant answers for anyone (I most surely do not), nor because I think I have some great unknown truth to impart (I definitely don’t), but to simply offer connection for those who may find that their spirits are touched, inspired and awakened in some way through my writing.
Notice I don’t say “agree”. It’s that thing about all of us on this planet being in this together. I don’t just want to touch the spirit of those who resonate with what I say. I’m passionate about encouraging you to discern for yourself, question everything, educate and enlighten me if you think I’m wrong, tell me how you see it.
I love intelligent conversation. I love respectful, passionate communication. Doesn’t matter what is being said, as long as it’s being said. And that we are hearing each other too.
So, if you’re one of the people who reads my writing and your eyeballs roll around in your head, don’t take it too seriously. I may be doing exactly the same thing as I read my own stuff later. Truthfully, I think it’s good for me to read back sometimes and realize how full of shit I think I was at times, too.
After all, every day we change. We learn. We grow. Opinions change. Perspectives change. Thoughts come and go. Feelings pass through.
By the time this has been posted, I may well have changed my mind completely.
Thanks to everyone who stops by to read this blog. I appreciate every single one of you.