So, it has been over a half a year since I last posted. Many things have occurred, many changes taken place, tears shed, laughter shared, happiness and sorrow...life has occurred.
My life is not the same as it was then. My life is still my life. The same life. Different, yet same. And in seven months that will still be true, whether I participate fully or simply "let time go by."
So, a new blog title, new blog picture, new focus.
There is but one life, and what we do with it is greatly up to us. I am fortunate in that I have freedom and choice -- I can in large part decide how that life passes. Not all of the human race can say the same.
So, at this time, and for this passage, this is a choice I have made.
Writing is a skill and art I believe I have a modicum of talent in. It is something I enjoy doing and experiencing. I have no formal training (beyond regular college courses), and just a smidgen of work experience with it. But I would like to be much better.
One blog I read, Junebug on a String, the author who by the way inspires me like crazy, had this post, a life lived in hours, about how if you want to be a master at something, it takes 10 thousand hours of doing it to get there. She talks about how 10 thousand hours will pass -- whether you spend them at what you love doing or not. She has taken this idea and created a simply beautiful and terribly creative......program, lifestyle, method......I'm not sure exactly how to label what she has done, but regardless, her idea in a nutshell is this: find something you want to be a master at and deliberately and intentionally spend time each day on it, record it -- on a blog, in a journal, wherever, and share it with others. (including her).
So, this was my inspiration for the change in the blog, for the idea that maybe I could be really good at writing. And that was the thought that was banging around in my head for a week or or more -- no action yet -- just brewing -- and then my spiritual 2 x 4 in flesh sends me a text that says she knows that I write, that I have something worth saying -- what is it that I am going to write?
Mind you, I haven't breathed a word of these thoughts of mine to anyone! Fine, fine, fine -- I hear you!!!!!
So, here is my plan: I will spend time writing each day -- not necessarily here, but much more often (I have seriously cut back on my computer time since Lent, and honestly, I think it has been one of the more healthy choices I've made over the last few months). What I will write about is not limited, but will probably fall into these broad categories: faith, my spiritual life, my family life, nature, silliness.
Today totally counts.
This life -- my life -- is the only one I get. It is a journey, not a destination. It is lived in moments, not stages. It will progress whether I do or not.