When I launched this blog a year or so ago, I thought of it as a space to host of conversation. About what, I didn’t know– but the trick was (and still is) consistency. At the time, I thought it would be easy to sit down each day and strum out a missive that meant something to someone other than me. But there’s something about open spaces.
Open vistas are often more scary and treacherous than dark closets where one can be alone and without inspection. There’s something very intimidating about sharing yourself with the broader world. Not that I’ve known or recognized much in the way of intimidation in my life. I like to think of myself as fearless. But again… there’s something about those open spaces.
So, I took a break– some time to regroup. Courage, I know, is not acting in the absence of fear. It is acting, creating in the very face of it. So I come here again, in conversation often with only myself, to share what I think is important in the world, vent about all things Goldie and celebrate a renewed life. If you’re here too, then that’s good. I will try to come more often.
