I’m not a writer, never did well at school, barely read anything and now I am writing a blog? How did this happen? I’m still not sure, but I want to share my experiences with others, with the world, and learn about myself along the way. Journaling came to mind, but then how can I share this wild and crazy and maybe mundane story I have yet to tell? So a blog? Why not? I have nothing to lose and much more to gain. I even started reading a bit, it seems like every time I put my self out there and try something new, out of my comfort zone, I enjoy life just that much more, my world gets that much bigger and that child like wonder comes back just a little bit more each time. So blogging? Definitely out of my zone, but hey, lets try it, and just maybe my world will keep growing and I will learn who I am, and who I am meant to be, or at least, who I am not?
How I plan to approach this blog has already changed and I have just started, but that’s the cool thing, there’s no wrong way to do it, is there? Doing it right: Check. Well, what I had planned to do was have several months already written and ready to go, so that I could just post them at the “proper” time. Wait a moment, let me back up just a bit.
I have toyed with the idea of writing this blog for almost a year, planning and trying to do everything just right, to the point it has become an excuse to not even start. I was so scared to fail by not posting after the first few posts, or just fall victim to the nay sayers and critics who always see the negative in starting something new or different. Well thats self defeating before I even get started, and thats not going to fly any more, I would rather fail… big time… in front of everyone… bad!.. And prove them all right. Then not start at all out of fear. So this week I started, and it will be what it is, and if I fail, then come with me for the ride, and if, by some stroke of luck, I do well, then come along for the ride of our lives and lets live it. Now is now, and tomorrow is about to come, and the time is now, don’t waste it.
Photo of my Dad playing his guitar, one of his favorite things to do. 2015
Now, back to what I was saying, I can write months of inspired posts and if I let them sit on the shelf for weeks or months, they will get stale and will not reflect where I am right now. Time moves so fast, then its gone and what was once inspired is now just a ember going out. I now understand my Dad just a little bit more today. He is a baptist pastor and for 40 plus years he has written sermon after sermon, and today when he preaches, he still prepares a new sermon, even if he has preached on the same topic may times be for. There is alway new insight, something to learn, even if its just for him, but that drives him, and thats where the passion is, and it shows as he’s preaching. So I am not going to write many posts in advance and have them sitting on the shelf waiting for the “right time” and post them. Just another lesson I have learned from watching my Dad, he may not even know I picked up on it. I will start out trying to post a new, fresh thought once a month, and maybe I will fail, and maybe I will change my mind, but that part of the journey I’ve started, and feel free to come along with me and see where it leads.