Evening friends. I know, I know… It’s been a while. I pass by here about as often as I twitter these days. Funny that. Much to my surprise I started twittering again unexpectedly, suddenly and regularly last week via @itisallrelated. That proved fun so I thought I would regrow the outlets I have to express myself just a little further and put the digital pen to paper and get this blog kicking for however long it lasts. I make a point of putting it that way as I know better than to make promises that don’t have a time, date and location tied to them these days.
That of course leads to the question of the hour… What do I want to write about?
Each time I’ve passed by this blog over the last couple years, I’ve found it a bit hard to find the right topic. Sometimes I find a tibbit, but I never find enough to build a rhythm.
That had me thinking, why is this the case?
I’ll admit openly that, if I’m blogging about my life, there are times that it isn’t easiest thing to talk about. Oh sure I have a mountain of things to share in Facebook updates, but that’s a kind of “life in the moment” look at things that is easy to maintain. I’m very lucky to be living a life in motion that’s full of color, great people and fun. I’ve had a ton of amazing moments to talk about and in many ways, I’ve never been more happy. That said, there are also moments, like the still too recent death of my father and other things on a similar level of complexity, that in some ways I still can’t put into words and maybe never will.
A blog, to me fells like a door that, once open, can prove hard to close because it deals with deeper meaning, more expression and more contemplation. I’ve been worried of what I might say and that’s funny considering how open I am about my life.
I joke sometimes that it feels like I realize what I’m saying just a few moments after I’ve said it. There are many times that can be far too true so I find not only the topic, but the concept of blogging, social media and self expression in the modern world to be something worth exploring because it makes me challenge myself. A blog should cut a bit deeper and be more honest if it has worth.
As if fate were laughing at me just a bit, I get a fortune cookie tonight that stops me dead in my tracks. Now I put very little faith in superstition and I pride myself on writing my own ticket in life, but just as I raise these questions I read…
“Accept no other definition of your life, accept only your own.”
If that isn’t a cue to write and live your life as you see best and fearlessly, I’m not sure what is.
(Not done yet…)