WHY I WANT TO WRITE
Why would a quiet introspective person want to spend time blogging? I am wondering as I type this… The introspective nature has given me a lot of time to think, and I have a rich inner world that I am willing to share. It has taken a lifetime to develop this inner view. Many people have had input into it, as they have moved through my life. I bring everything that I have seen and shared with me. This inner world requires discipline and energy. It also requires a willingness to take risks. Possibly the greatest risk to overcome is fear which would keep me from sharing this picture of my world with you.
There is so much noise in the world today. Everyone learns to screen out what they can. My inner life is one of peace. Peace must be worked for, it is not something you are given. You must surrender your vanity and strivings to begin to assimilate its presence into your daily activities. There are so many things over which one has no control. I have learned trying to control these things leads to discord and stress. So after many failed attempts, I have come to a place of peace and surrender about what I cannot control. Come with me. See what I can show you. Strive to live in peace.
Writing is the bravest thing a person can do. Submitting thoughts to a medium that could possibly exist forever is mind boggling. I have been comforted by the thought that I would pass from this place. My passing would leave the stage blank for those who come behind me. Perhaps they will live in better ways than I have lived, offer more than I have offered, show more than I have shown. The past should not be allowed to stand in the way of the future. Each of us must exit to make this important improvement. So now I face the possibility of lingering electronically to infinity. Not sure how I really feel about this.
My world is one of possibilities. Heroes and villains exist side by side struggling to understand their part. So, perhaps in some future, the myths I create might help someone to look forward and define themselves. Each of us has our own mythic reality. We must come to terms with ourselves and overcome the myths created for us. We must each write our own myth and begin to tell our own story. So I embark on that journey, not for the infinite future, but for you today who might find me. Let me show you my world.