Polar, I have not deleted my blog today.
I made it a year.
I have kept a journal of sorts, for 365 days…
No, I didn’t expect to make it that long.
When I started this adventure, I was hoping to practice my writing, learn how to write in a way that was assessable, and find ways to express my journey through this Labyrinth of my life.
I had planned to give it One year, and then close it down. Move on to other endeavors, new horizons.
Today marks that year.
I have found that I am getting more comfortable with the way I write.
Perhaps I have found the cadence I was looking for?
I still prefer Oral discourse, I think I am better at conveying my thoughts in a verbal conversation, then I ever will be with typed words.
I can’t see the look on your face as you read this, See that Hunh? that tells me I left out something. I can’t see you nodding your head, so I know that You have grasped my meaning. I can not reach out and touch you to send my compassion through my finger tips.
A word weaver, perhaps I will never be, but I have learned a lot.
It has been a very growing experience for me, I have learned so much about the way I write and what people take away with them from my writing. I have learned that even though I am a hermit, I still enjoy the interaction and conversations that go on here in the blog world.
I have found so many wonderful writers, so many seraphic spirits with so much to share , in the world wide web.
These days I am fishing in the lake of dreams. Lost trying to recognize that face of Nimue, and reconcile her with in myself. I don’t have any words to lay out, I am more caught inside.
I did not delete this blog today as I once intended, it stays here as a testament to my own grail. Will I write more?
~shrug~
time will tell…
In the interim I am here……
The deleted Blog
